Author's Note: Thank you so much to all my reviewers on the first part: -Gothic-Porcelain-, Moldock, iLoveThisStory, yoyshaia-chan, and Wolf. I now present you with the second part!
Part Two: Reason and Reunion
The response from the pink-haired kunoichi was immediate, her expression scrawled across her shocked, alarmed features, mouth agape. "Naruto!" Sakura exclaimed, tearing herself off Ino and leaping backwards, hugging a blanket tight to her pounding chest as she stared wide-eyed and incredulous at her similarly stunned intruder. Sakura's heart and mind raced.
Oh Kami what does he want?
Why is he here?
Why?
Rigid and dumbfounded, Naruto stared as Sakura scrambled around while shooting Ino shaky, frightened glances. Naruto glanced darkly at Ino who scowled back at him, not seeming to care that she was naked as she stood and began walking towards him, gait predatory, gaze threatening. Alarm lit up Sakura's eyes upon seeing Ino advancing on the blonde male.
"What gave you the right, eh, Naruto?" Ino hissed, blue eyes ablaze.
Naruto struggled not to guiltily avert his eyes. "I don't…"
"Don't even say it," Ino's voice was harsh, sharp.
Naruto hesitated. "Look, I came to apologize."
This time Ino chuckled, voice imbibed in derision, drunken with disdain, "Oh? You finally decided to venture out and comfort Sakura? After she's already been waiting so long for you to come around?" Ino's pitch rose, acuteness heightening. "I can't believe you have the audacity to show your face here Uzumaki Naruto! After you hurt her and put her through so much pain, you think you can just trespass and have your way again with her? To hell with it!"
"Look," Naruto flushed angrily, "this doesn't concern you Ino! Stay out of it!"
"This is my best friend we're talking about, of course it concerns me!"
"Ino, this is between me and Sakura, and about our relationship!"
"What relationship? The one you destroyed, asshole? Huh?"
Naruto's shout made Sakura flinch. "Shut up, bitch!"
Ino couldn't help but shriek in retort. "Go to hell!"
Insults fired by flaring tempers shot back and forth across the room between Ino and Naruto. The female blonde held her ground with determination, teeth and fists clenched. Naruto was going wild with raving emotions, ranting and screaming at the woman who had taken Sakura away from him and was still keeping Sakura out of his hands. The two argued and yelled, swearing, cursing, and cussing without restrain, unable to stop.
Sakura trembled against the wall, horrified.
Is all of this because of me? What have I done? They won't stop screaming at each other! What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? What if Naruto loses control over himself and attacks Ino like he did with me? Oh Kami! And what if Ino flips and attacks him?
I can't allow any of that to happen!
"Get over it!" Ino shrieked, voice painstakingly shrill. "You two are over!"
"Shut the fuck up and mind your own fucking business!" Naruto roared, hoarse and frantic.
After listening to the hate and negativity until she was sure she was going to burst, Sakura decided it was her turn to scream—there was no way in heaven or hell that she could allow such behavior to continue, there was no way she would allow either of them to be in danger of each other—not over her.
"Both of you, just stop it!"
With Sakura's outburst came the sudden flood of tears into her jade jewels as rivulets burst from her eyes and she broke down, sobbing hysterically as the weight of knowing that all of this had occurred because of her slammed hard upon her. Shoulders quaking violently, cheeks stained with a cascade of tears, Sakura permitted her heart to bleed from her lips, weeping relentlessly. Apologies and pleads followed, her voice strained and cracking.
"I can't bear to hear any more of this! I'm sorry for being such a burden to both of you! I'm sorry! I ruin everything and I just make everyone miserable! I'm sorry! I know I caused this, I know I shouldn't have let any of this happen and I did! I'm sorry! But, I just don't know what to do anymore! I don't know what to do!"
Ultimately, it was her crying that obliterated her hurt words.
Two hands fell upon her shoulders simultaneously and she looked up.
Whether she looked right or left, Sakura found a pair of caring, deep blue eyes.
On one side of her, Ino was kneeling while Naruto fell to one knee on the opposite side.
Sakura sniffled, crying uncontrollably as she buried her face in her hands. "I'm so sorry to both of you!" The feel of Ino's warm, light hand grazing her shoulder blade was comforting to Sakura, but when Naruto clamped hard and firm onto the shoulder he had declared his own, she spluttered and choked nervously, alarm tangible as it shot throughout her veins.
Forced to look into her male blonde lover's eyes, Sakura found herself deeply entranced as Naruto firmly replied, "This is not your fault, Sakura. It's mine." He silenced her stammering response with the gentle press of his fingers against her lips. "No, Sakura, I've been a real jerk to you lately, and I keep taking advantage of your constant kindness." Hurt tears were reflected in both their eyes as Naruto and Sakura locked gazes, myriad understanding overflowing. "Sakura, I love you so much, I want you to know that."
"I—I do!" Sakura hiccupped. "I do, but I, I just—!"
Much to Sakura's surprise, however, she found Naruto's lips suddenly upon hers, claiming a kiss and ensnaring her complete attention in spellbound adoration. Tears fled from her eyes, running down her cheeks; happy, relieved tears. With both hands, Sakura held his face firmly, kissing him repeatedly, ardently, a smile breaking across her lips when they parted.
"I love you, Naruto-kun," Sakura whispered fondly, face delicately flushed.
Brushing her blushing cheek softly with gentle fingertips, Naruto murmured, "And I love you, my wonderful, wonderful Sakura-chan." A smile, broadened by the growing width of Sakura's beam, broke across Naruto's lips as he took Sakura into his embrace, hugging her tightly.
As Sakura nestled her head into Naruto's firm shoulder and allowed him to take her into his arms, she knew that nothing made her happier than being one with Naruto. He made her feel safe, he protected her, he would die for her; he was the reassurance that guided her through her life and made her what she wanted to be: herself.
"Naruto, I love you so much," Sakura whispered, pressing her lips softly against his.
Closing his eyes, scoffing lightly, smirking, Naruto replied, "And how can your love possibly compare to mine?" He planted a kiss, hard and possessive, upon Sakura's lips, and found that when he drew back to gaze adoringly at her that her smile had not faltered. Sakura touched his cheeks, giving him an indulgent beam.
"Trust me," she laughed lightly, "it just can."
"So," Naruto grinned wryly, seductively, "am I forgiven?"
With a short 'hmph' and a playful nudge, Sakura pushed him back, gently replying, "Oh, how could I not forgive you, Naruto-kun?" His eyes flashed lovingly as he craned his neck to kiss her soft pink lips again, declaring his passion with a longer, slower display of affections. Sakura felt her entire body leaning back, pink hair falling between Naruto's fingers as he caught the back of her head and lowered her figure onto the floor.
Thumping inaudibly against the rigid surface, Sakura gave a tiny squeak as Naruto climbed on top of her, pinning her naked body against the ground, thumbing her cheek delicately. All thoughts escaped Sakura's mind when Naruto's hands floated down, grazing her skin teasingly, as his hands found themselves between her legs, approaching her womanhood.
Little shivers caressed Sakura's body in warmth, inciting excitement. "Oh, Naruto…"
Running his fingertips along the inside of her heated leg, drawing his hands slowly up the soft, smooth skin, Naruto listened with zeal as Sakura groaned at the gentle, torturous stroking that was sending her out of her mind. There was a distinct hush about the quieted room, yet Sakura's mind was screaming that she wanted Naruto, demanding that she hurry him.
Sakura tried to resist the temptation.
The sexual urge inside her was building.
Desire surged thick and lustful through her.
Tension and need made her body ache yearningly.
Before she knew it, she was giving in, "Naruto, please…"
Stopping, leisurely rubbing his hand up and down the inside of her leg, Naruto huskily whispered, "Oh? You want something more, my love?" His hand dragged itself toward her aching womanhood and Sakura instinctively grasped Naruto's broad shoulders. His fingers brushed against her nub and Sakura reacted, squeezing harder, her whimper indecipherable.
Smiling, smirking mischievously, Naruto began drawing slow circles around her womanhood, brushing her nub with his fingertips and making her jolt against him, gasping, thrusting her hips forward, and begging with soft noises. Naruto gradually drove his fingers in deeper, taking his time, torturing her into complete and utter surrender.
"Naruto! Please!" Sakura rocked her hips, throwing them forward. "Please, Naruto-kun!"
Chuckling, Naruto murmured, "Like this, my dear?" Moving his fingers back and forth, scissoring into Sakura, the blonde sank his digits deeper into her flesh, rubbing against her clit, and causing Sakura to moan outwardly, propelling herself forward. Naruto drew back, teasing, and brought both his hands around her, grabbing her rear and clasping her buttocks firmly. Sakura gave a little whine in response.
"Naruto," her voice had softened, "please, oh please take me!"
"Mmm?" Naruto constricted his grip, leering impishly.
"I want you to fuck me," Sakura whimpered.
"How badly?" Naruto coaxed, simpering.
Sliding his body against Sakura's, holding her captive in his arms, Naruto refused to allow the kunoichi liberation, and started kissing her inclined neck, seeking a reaction. Groaning, Sakura lifted her head, shoving her palms against his shoulder blades and pushing herself back—but to no avail. Naruto moved his lips sensually down her chest, kissing the delicate skin beneath his mouth, ravishing her soft body with his moist tongue.
A gasp came from Sakura's lips when Naruto maneuvered his mouth over her breast, teasing her nipple with his tongue. Shivers, delectable, undeniable, coursed throughout Sakura, and she bristled, inhaling raggedly. Naruto kissed the tip of her breast, barely touching her, and Sakura nearly threw herself forward when he gently moved his hands towards her womanhood and began rubbing little circles around the inside of her thigh.
"Naruto," Sakura whined, voice high in pitch, desperation mounting, "just stop playing…"
Snorting, Naruto laughingly replied, "That's no fun." He edged his hand back to Sakura's vagina and she flinched at the contact as he lightly swept his fingers over her sensitive nub. Sweat stained her skin, breaths labored and slow as she swallowed, locking her jade gaze with Naruto's grinning azure eyes. A flash flickered through the blonde's gaze and Sakura gasped aloud when he slammed his lips hard into hers.
"Mmm…ahhh…Naruto…" Sakura held tight to his arms, fingers slipping, hold weakening.
Bringing his hand to her chest, Naruto fondled Sakura's breasts, playing with her nipples, while his other hand removed his pants and boxers, retaining a smirk as Sakura moaned and heaved her breaths with the entirety of her body, anxious to soothe the painful ache driving her closer and closer to insanity. She kissed Naruto vigorously, distracted by his touches, but still wanted more; she wanted him inside her; she couldn't continue waiting.
With Naruto's rapidly growing excitement, however, Sakura's wait would soon be over.
Kissing Sakura passionately, taking her face carefully between his hands and smothering her with love, Naruto positioned the lower half of himself accordingly. When Sakura felt the weight of his hips pressing against hers she shivered inwardly and outwardly, adrenalin pulsing libidinous stimulation and prurient exhilaration though her veins.
Naruto's throbbing length brushed against her entrance, and Sakura could not contain her gasp.
"Oh! Naruto!" Sakura held tight to his arms, grip wavering. "Please just fuck me! Do it!"
"You want me inside you right now?" Naruto chuckled, voice nothing but a groan.
"Yes!" Sakura was on the verge of shrieking. "Just do it Naruto! Do me!"
"You sure that's what you want?" Naruto grinded his hips into hers.
"Yes!" Sakura shrilled in exasperation. "Please! Please! Please!"
"I don't know…" Naruto struggled to hold himself back.
Watching Sakura writhe was impeccably amusing.
"Naruto! Stop stalling!" Sakura pleaded.
"Ah, you really want me to?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
With another short chuckle and a kiss upon his lover's lips, Naruto began thrusting into Sakura, listening as she gasped and groaned with each push, her back arching and slamming against the floor. Naruto was sweating hard, tightly grasping Sakura's thighs as he continued intruding, his member making its way deeper and deeper into the pink haired kunoichi.
Squatting just outside the window, watching, however, was Ino.
The blonde adjusted her bra strap again, annoyed with the fact that it continued slipping down her shoulder, and stood, prepared to take her leave. The tree bough she stood on gave a groan of its own and Ino stopped, looking back at Sakura and Naruto, unable to depart. Slowly, she lowered herself back onto her rear to continue observing.
With slow fingers, Ino started rubbing at her crotch, pushing her fingers hard into the bottom and dragging her fingers upwards, maintaining the pressure as she did so. Rubbing little circles made tingles shoot throughout her body as she subconsciously leaned forward, incapable of tearing her gaze from the sex scene in the room directly before her.
Seeing Sakura in such bliss made the blonde smile triumphantly.
Well then Sakura, it would seem my work is done.
You and Naruto are back together again.
This couldn't be more perfect!
Grinning to herself, Ino was reminded of when Sakura had come running to her that night, desperate. It was the ideal déjà vu, as Sakura had reacted similarly when Sasuke left her. Ino was always surprised that it was her Sakura fled to, seeking love and understanding; it was an inexplicable relationship, a mutually friendly love that was sometimes perplexing.
But, as long as Sakura was happy again, Ino didn't give a damn.
Rubbing her crotch harder, helpless to resist delving her fingers inside her skirt and beneath her panties, Ino played and pleasured herself until she felt an abrupt release and trickling fluids to follow. She moaned quietly, her sounds hushed by the gentle wind. The feeling of her fingers trapped within her still made her shiver with delight and dig just a little harder.
Experimentation.
That's what it was all about.
Closing her cobalt blue eyes, Ino laughed lightly, shaking her head inexplicably, and staggered to her feet, deciding that it was past time she returned home. Flipping her fallen hair over her shoulder, she listened as Sakura's moans escalated into screams and eventually died down. Knowing that Sakura was happy eased Ino's mind into a soft joy of its own.
"Ah, Sakura," Ino whispered into the wind, "whenever you give a damn, give me you."
Author's Note: And that's the conclusion. Originally, it was going to be a threesome, but this seemed to work out so much better; thank you for reading and I hoped you enjoyed this thoroughly—enough to review and leave some constructive criticism or a comment perhaps?
Haha, thanks again!
-Aiko of the Akatsuki