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To Hebi R., DragonPhoenix87, earthbender068, PinkxxxReaper, wickedone43, HakkaiAndShino'sDragnfli, Fairy Of Anime, Tinkerbelltay14, twiggy-shino, and Wopsidaisy, many thanks and huge holiday hugs for all the reviews for Bugger Up! I've been a bit busy with Christmas coming up, but hopefully I'll get the next stories up and running by next week.
Here's that Epilogue so many of you clamored for. A tad short, but I hope you enjoy.
Bugger This For A Lark!
Ten days...ten days, eight hours, thirty five minutes and counting. A frustrated Kurenai paced around the master bedroom of the Aburame Main House, occasionally giving the bed post a kick. It had been almost two weeks since baby Sachi was born and everyone was adjusting to the new addition to the Aburame household. Most of all, Aburame Kurenai, who was recovering from the arduous task of giving birth.
Needless to say, the kunoichi was feeling edgy. No, not edgy. Horny! As horny as a bitch in heat... As horny as a hallucinating sailor ready to jump ship for a mermaid sporting several rows of teeth. Okay, maybe not that bad, but pretty damn close!
The doctor had given strict orders of no sex for six weeks and to Kurenai's frustration, Shibi had taken that to heart. Despite all her attempts to seduce him, he would refuse to let her come to harm of any kind, stating that the Kikaichu could tell that she was not fully healed. Of course, she made sure to pay plenty of attention to him. He definitely benefited from her imaginative ways of getting around the doctor's orders, but it still left her recovering body untouched.
"Grrrrr! Maybe some exercise will work off all this tension," She picked up Sachi from her little swing and walked out of the room to look for Asuma. The three year old was still having a ball exploring the huge house and could easily be found in the attic, looking through all the dusty boxes.
Kurenai called up the stairs, "Asuma-kun, come along. We're going to the park!" She heard the rush of little feet running across the ceiling and the little boy nimbly climbed down the stairs.
"Park! Park! Let's go, Mommy!" He rushed past her to the already set up double stroller and settled into the back seat. Kurenai secured Sachi in the front then ran a hand over the little girl's thick hair of deepest black. Loving crimson eyes looked into sleepy little crimson eyes and Kurenai gave her daughter a quick kiss on the forehead. She heard a soft hum come from her daughter's beetles and the kunoichi smiled proudly. When she tried to give a kiss to Asuma, but he immediately swung his cheek away and stuck his tongue out.
"Yuck, Mommy!"
The brunette sighed sadly and walked around to push the double stroller out the door, "They grow up too fast."
At the same time, Sakura walked into the compound from a follow up appointment at the hospital for little Shige. For some reason, she was having a full day of snapping at just about anyone who crossed her path. The young kunoichi didn't notice how people would avoid getting in her path, until Ino plainly screeched at her best friend.
"What's the matter with you today? You're being such a bitch," Then the blond promptly turned on her heels before the pink-haired kunoichi could get a hit in.
'She's right you know,' said Inner Sakura, 'A new mommy is supposed to be happy, glowing, and all that junk."
After she gave the Aburame guards a respectful nod, Sakura walked through the compound then stopped to gently lift her tiny son from the stroller and softly cooed at him, "You don't think, Mommy's a bitch? Do you?" As she cradled him in her arms, all she got was a yawn and little hiccups from the curly-topped newborn. Much to the surprise of everyone, Sakura's genes lightened the usually pitch black hair of the Aburame to a soft brown, but Shino's bushy curls still made it through. With dark eyes just like his father, Shige looked into his mother's green orbs then zoned right in on the slightly opened shirt where his lunch waited for him.
'Heh, just like his father,' chuckled Inner Sakura while the pink kunoichi, turned to the park where she could nurse Shige on a comfortable bench.
Kurenai and Sachi were already at the bench in front of the sand box, where Asuma was digging happily in the sand. The two kunoichi gave each other soft grunts of acknowledgment.
"Having a bad day too, huh," mumbled Kurenai as Sakura made herself comfortable then latched on a hungry Shige.
"Uh huh," Sakura nodded curtly, "Funny thing is, I have no idea why?" The young mother felt her son's Kikaichu flutter excitedly while she traced the little boy's brown curls, marveling at how the hair was so fine and soft to the touch.
The brunette chuckled at the other kunoichi and slouched a bit further on the bench, "Yeah, I remember after I had Asuma-kun. I was in a horrible mood for weeks until Anko hit me over the head and said, 'Get laid already!' But strangely enough, I couldn't find any takers."
Inner Sakura rubbed her chin in thought, 'So that explained the weird mission the Hokage gave Team Seven to keep all interested men away from Kurenai-sensei for a couple weeks.'
Sakura coughed into one hand, "Bummer. So is that all that's bothering us?"
"Pretty much," drawled Kurenai as her fingernails anxiously picked into the wooden bench, "Keeping the hubby happy is always in the back of the new mom's mind, but what happens when Mommy wants some, but the doctor says 'No'."
The older woman threw her free hand in the air and wailed, "It's not fucking fair! If this is us at just ten days, how are we gonna survive to six weeks?"
Sakura frowned and nodded in agreement, "Yeah! What about us? We have needs too and six weeks is damn impossible!"
"I just wish there was some way to speed up my body's healing," the brunette sighed.
Sakura thought back to Tsunade-sama's secret jutsu for chakra storage, "No kidding! That would be nice."
Kurenai straightened up on the bench and peered thoughtfully at the young woman, "You mean you haven't attempted healing yourself?"
Shaking her head, Sakura sighed, "Tsunade-shishou recommended that my body take care of itself naturally as much as possible. My chakra and healing skills are fine, but I have to follow orders."
"Pfft! This isn't a life or death mission," Kurenai leaned close with a twinkle in her eye, "Orders are made to be broken once in a while. If you heal the both of us, we can really enjoy our husbands."
Sakura winced as she tried to think this through, but her own hormones kept getting in the way, "I don't know. I try not to disobey orders when it can be helped."
Getting so close to Shibi's bones, Kurenai desperately tried some logic in her argument, "This isn't just for sex. This is for the healthy re-establishment of our marriages and mental stability."
Sakura raised an unbelieving eyebrow.
"Okay, okay it's for the sex, but damn it! Isn't it that a good enough reason?"
Inner Sakura nodded, 'She's got a point! Not to mention, we get to lose the bitchy factor.'
Taking a moment to think, Sakura grinned and held out her hand, "For the sex!"
Kurenai grabbed the girl's hand and gave it a determined shake, "For the sex!"
"Let's head to our place. I've got some chakra pills there. Then we have to hurry," said Sakura as she placed Shige in the stroller, "Maybe we can catch my mother for some babysitting."
Shino was walking down the road after a hard day of training with Kiba and Hinata when he saw his father strolling along from the opposite end, obviously tired from a day dealing with diplomatic affairs. They both reached the gates at the same time and nodded in greeting.
"Dad," said Shino and waited for his father to go forward first.
"Son," responded Shibi as he turned to step past the bowing guards.
The Aburame leader and his son walked through the compound, all the while nodding at relatives along the way, "How are things with Sakura and Shige?"
Wincing, Shino took a deep breath and sighed apprehensively, "Fine. At least, Shige is..."
The Clan Leader noticed the nervousness in his son's voice, "Sakura getting a little antsy?"
Shino jumped just a bit, "How did-"
"Kurenai too," finished Shibi, "It's been hell not taking advantage of that, I can tell you. I've been having to keep a tight leash on the little rebel Kikai for almost a week now."
As the two men came upon Shino's newly built home next to the main house, the young Aburame could feel his Kikaichu go stir crazy in his zippered pocket and they distinctly heard Shibi's gourd start to ping.
"Looks like Kurenai paid Sakura a visit," mumbled Shibi, "That's not good. Whenever those two get together, all sort of trouble happens for us."
Shino opened up the wood gate to his front yard, "Maybe this time will be different. Besides they're on maternity leave, how much trouble could those two get into anyways?" He gave his father a nod good bye and walked up the path to the front door.
Taking a deep breath, the young Aburame steeled himself as he gripped the door handle, 'Must not take wife! Must not take wife!' Pushing the door open, Shino grit his teeth as the wave of lustful hormones hit his senses like a ten pound hammer.
"Holy shit!" It took a moment before Shino regained the use of his brain when he noticed a beautiful candlelit dinner on the table, but no wife to be seen.
He looked around the living room then the kitchen all the while calling out her name, "Sakura? Sakura-chan?"
"I'm in the bedroom, Shino-kun," He heard her soft voice coo from afar.
'Uh oh,' Repeating the previous mantra, the young Aburame walked through the bedroom door to find Sakura lounging on her stomach across the bed.
The naughty pink minx had the Angel Baby dress on and playfully curled a finger for her dumbstruck husband to come closer. Shino wasn't sure when, but he found that he had automatically shed his trenchcoat and his feet had brought him to the edge of the bed, where Sakura was giggling enticingly.
Rolling over to her back, Shino saw with the low lighting that she wasn't wearing the opaque slip underneath the sheer dress. He gulped harshly, the young Aburame felt his blood pressure shoot through the roof. Strangely enough, the Kikaichu within his body seemed quite agreeable to the kunoichi's suggestions and joined the single rebel in encouraging the young man. Something was definitely different from this morning, but damn if he could figure out what it was.
Deciding to take the direct approach, Shino cautiously stood next to the bed and murmured, "Are you alright, Sakura? And where's Shige?"
"My mother is taking care of him for a couple hours," She pushed herself up to slowly crawl across the bed on her hands and knees, "And I'm more than alright, Shino-kun. But the real question should be, are you going to be alright?"
Shino paused as he looked into his wife's green eyes, "Huh?" His vision blurred when the petite woman wrapped her arms around his torso and flipped him around in the air. Flat on his back, Shino laid stunned while Sakura straddled his legs and her nimble fingers undid his belt. As she pulled down his boxers and pants, the young man tried to think of some way to subdue the advancing woman without draining her chakra, but even if he sent his Kikaichu an order, they were cheering Sakura on.
'But doesn't she need to finish healing,' asked Shino while Sakura pulled the sheer overdress over her head, 'The doctor said six weeks.'
The Kikaichu checked her vitals and chakra when the girl slid up his torso, gliding her body over his. All fine and dandy. The beetles reported back that the girl was now in tip top condition.
"YES!" This time it was Sakura who was overwhelmed by the young man finally letting loose. He spun her around before she could react and held her arms down. She moaned when his mouth dragged from her neck to her bosom with a slow, but intense pressure.
The pink kunoichi shuddered with longing when Shino's hand reached into her folds and teased her clit, "Oh Shino-kun! You have no idea how badly I've wanted this."
"Probably just as much as I did," he chuckled against a soft breast. Then the young man pushed a finger into Sakura and loved how her moving hips encouraged him further. He was about to push himself backwards and taste all the arousal coming from Sakura, but he found her inner walls already clamping down on his fingers.
As Sakura arched and gasped from finding her release in record time, Shino looked down at the ravenous young woman in disbelief, "Maybe not."
Before she even finished coming down from her high, Sakura grabbed her husband and wrapped her legs around his waist, "More Shino! I want more!"
Quite happy to comply, Shino lifted her hips and carefully pushed himself inside so as not to harm her. He was pleasantly surprised to feel not only was she responding without pain, but there were traces of healing chakra leftover that made his Kikaichu vibrate for more.
"Sakura, you healed yourself?"
The pink-haired kunoichi looked up at him with half-lidded eyes and nodded, "Hai. I couldn't stand it anymore. Please don't keep me waiting any longer, Shino-kun." And to emphasize her point, she pooled some healing chakra into her hands and rubbed the glowing palms over his chest.
Groaning in pleasure, Shino gripped her waist and began to drive himself into his moaning wife. He struggled for control when Sakura kept pushing her chakra into him, even circling her glowing fingers around his nipples.
"Oh Kami, Sakura," Knowing he was getting too close, he pushed her hands away then pressed his thumb into her sensitive clitoris. He could feel her body begin to pulse once then twice before thundering around him with her second orgasm, sending him over the edge for a climax he hadn't been able to experience for over two weeks. Grunting as he spilled his seed deep within Sakura, he felt all the tension of the past few days drain into pure euphoria.
Still trying to balance himself on his knees, Shino pulled out of Sakura's still shuddering body then flopped onto the mattress next to her. As he lay on the bed, the young man was incredibly relieved they could now consummate their desires and no more annoying pheromones... to...
Noticing Sakura's arousal grow stronger, Shino's dark eyes cracked opened then slid to one side to stare at his suddenly recovered wife, poised to tickle him with that wretched fluffy top pen.
"Damn it! It's no fun when you see it coming!"
Shibi returned home from an exhausting day dealing with infuriating elders and struggling with disputes put upon by the other Aburames. Now that he was home, the next big problem will be struggling with his lustful self.
When the Aburame walked up the path, he was surprised to see the house windows darkened and the moment he opened the door, the man nearly fell over from his wife's pheromones.
"Get it together, man," he growled to himself while dropping the suddenly heavy gourd on the floor with a thud. The scent of Kurenai's arousal was everywhere and making his head spin so much, he had a hard time concentrating to figure out where his wife was hiding.
Scratching his head, he wandered around the seemingly empty house whispering, "Kurenai? Kurenai?" He looked into the nursery to see the crib and toddler bed empty. His Kikaichu told him that her scent was stronger in his bedroom. When Shibi entered the master bedroom, a shadow from the darkness fell from the rafters and pushed him onto the bed.
When the Aburame realized that it was his wife pinning him to the bed, he looked up and down at her naked body in confusion, "Love, what are you doing?"
Kurenai dove for a kiss and growled against his lips, "What does it look like?"
When she pulled back for air, he gasped out, "But what about the doctor's orders?"
"Screw the doctor," Kurenai hovered over Shibi with her crimson eyes glowing in the moonlight, "Scratch that... I'd rather screw you." Enjoying her ravishing kisses, the Aburame had to admit the woman was stronger than before and she was acting more in need than in pain. He hissed when she opened up his pants and immediately trailed her tongue along the hardened member.
His mind went blank as to why he was fighting in the first place and just shrugged, "Oh why the fuck not." Kurenai chuckled and moaned against his length, causing Shibi to moan her name. His hips bucked when she increased the pressure around him. He sighed in relief when she removed her warm mouth from him then inhaled sharply as she blew cool air onto the skin.
"You've been getting enough of that already," purred Kurenai as she crawled on top of her husband and settled over his waist to guide him into her folds.
She moaned as they took a few seconds to appreciate the intimate contact denied them for weeks. Eager for more, Shibi slowly pushed himself further into her, encouraging Kurenai to move her hips forward to the rhythm he started. With the short amount of time alloted to them before Satoyo returned with the children, Kurenai wanted this alone time to last as long as possible. The brunette bent down to rest her head against his neck, keeping the leisurely pace with Shibi.
Still moving into Kurenai's body, the Aburame breathed in the sweet vanilla and orange blossom scent from his wife's hair and wrapped his arms possessively around her. Who would've thought almost a year ago, that he would be making love to the very woman he was desperately avoiding. Shikaku and Inoichi certainly didn't let him forget the night Kurenai mistakenly came on to him.
"Looks like she landed her stud after all," teased Shikaku, "Maybe you shouldn't have bought her that drink, then you would still be a free man. Now you're like the rest of us, doomed to deal with a screaming wife at the end of the day."
To which Shibi responded with, "Well unlike you, Nara, I make my wife scream for entirely different reasons." That earned him a loud guffaw from Inoichi and Choza gave the Aburame a pat on the back.
'Speaking of...,' Shibi lifted Kurenai from his chest and rolled her over. Throwing a long leg over his shoulder, he leaned down to stretching her body and pressing deeper inside to hit Kurenai's fully healed cervix. As Shibi anticipated, the brunette gasped loudly and pushed her lower body back at an increasing rate. Kurenai's cries filled the room along with Shibi's heavy pants until the pressure built within and exploded into delicious release. The Aburame's deep voice grunted with every grip from Kurenai's inner muscles until he collapsed on top of her in complete exhaustion.
In the midst of their afterglow, Shibi rubbed a hand along Kurenai's arm as they both watched the full moon from the window. The soft beams filtered through the glass to land on the couple and Kurenai sighed contentedly when her husband lightly kissed her shoulder. It took a while, but they finally got their sweetheart by moonlight.
THE END :-)