Dark Paradise

Chapter 2 – Landfill

'This is torturous, electricity – between both of us, and this…is…dangerous. Cause I want you so much. But I hate your guts.'

Sakura could have died right then. In a way she was somewhat thankful to Sasuke's father, who'd come in just at the right time, right before she let Sasuke – who had no idea she was a virgin – deflowered her. A part of her also cursed Fugaku for coming when he had.

Sakura knew she had to go along with Sasuke. Wherever she was, she needed to play the part for the time being at least. Which required her to play the girlfriend, and yes – it felt weird and wrong knowing that he would never do this to herm and of course it hurt, but if Sakura suddenly pushed him away it could cause complications in her finding out just what was going on.

Now, Fugaku was still standing tall and looking furious. "Sasuke!" he thundered and Sakura flinched, her hands tightening around Sasuke's biceps. Said shinobi had leaned up a little so he could look at his father. Sasuke was tense.

"What did your mother and I tell you about the furniture in the living room and kitchen?!" Fugaku demanded furiously and Sakura squeezed her eyes shut.

"Not to do this on them?" Sasuke asked, sounding slightly awkward. When did Sasuke ever sound anything but sure and strong? Sakura opened her eyes to look up at him.

"Exactly!" Fugaku snapped.

"I-I should go." Sakura stuttered, pushing at Sasuke's chest. He wouldn't budge for a moment before he relented.

"Sakura, I know this isn't your fault." Fugaku said to her, sounding much calmer.

"No, I mean- it was both me and Sasuke-kun."

Fugaku shook his head. "Look at her, standing up for you. You don't deserve her." Fugaku observed. "I know." Sasuke said quietly.

Sakura bowed before going past Fugaku and out the door, her heart pounding wildly.

"Do you know how long it took us last time to clean this couch? It belonged to my parents!" she heard Fugaku say as she went down the steps. Sasuke apologized, saying he wouldn't do it again and then she was out of earshot.

An old lady stopped her on her way out of the Uchiha Compound. "Sakura-chan, dearie, here, take this home with you." She handed Sakura a basket full of fresh rolls and breads.

"Oh, I couldn't-"

She waved Sakura off. "Please, I insist." She patted Sakura's cheeks and sent the girl on her way. Sakura was confused, just how well did she get along with the Uchiha? Even Sasuke's crazy scary, crazy intimidating dad seemed calmer with her. Sakura sighed, wondering just what kind of relationship she had with Sasuke. The one she'd always wanted? The thought was so appealing to the part of her that actually loved him, but she needed to remember her task. Sakura dropped off the basket at home before she headed to the Kage tower and it took her right to the second before she knocked to realize that Tsunade wouldn't be behind the door, her knuckles were already falling and it was too late to stop them as they rapped on the door.

"Yeah? Come on in!" barked a female voice that Sakura hadn't heard before.

Sakura pushed the door open. A red headed female sat cross legged on the floor. The Hokage's desk pushed aside so she could work comfortably.

The woman snickered. "Sakura, you hair." She nodded to the mirror on the wall and Sakura cringed at her reflection.

Her hair was in an untidy messy and she realized it must have happened…when she and Sasuke…

"Ooh, that blush says everything. Geez, I miss Minato."

"W-What?" Sakura squealed, smoothing her hair down and the woman snickered again and it sounded surprisingly like…Naruto's snicker. And then Sakura saw it, the resemblance. This was Naruto's mother.

"Have you and Rin thought of anything else? You know…about the thing?"

Sakura stared at her, it wasn't her fault she had no idea what the red head was talking about.

"You know…the pregnancy thing?"

Sakura shook her head and Naruto's mom gave a sigh. "We've been trying. I don't know what the problem is."

"Why not ask Tsunade-sama?" Sakura suggested and immediately regretted it, she looked up at Sakura, teal eyes looking over the pinkette with strange interest.

"How do you know about Tsunade?"

"I…read about her. She's a legendary medic, isn't she?" please still be a medic, please.

"Right. That would work if anyone could find her." She shook her head.

"I'll look into some things that might help," Sakura assured her and the Hokage's stand-in smiled. "You're acting weird. Everything alright in paradise?"

Sakura looked away awkwardly. Where to start? Things were not ok.

"Yeah, that sucks. I heard about the fight."

"Does everyone know?" Sakura demanded, exasperated.

"Pretty much."

The door burst open and an ANBU walked inside. "Kushina-sama, reporting from Team B."

Kushina waved Sakura off with a smile and turned to the ANBU, "How is Minato's team?"

"They're fine. Should be home within the week." Sakura heard as she closed the door behind her.

"Sakura!" Kushina barked, calling her back and Sakura stuck her head back inside.

"What did you want?"

"I wanted to ask if I can use the library downstairs."

Kushina nodded, looking around the papers on the floor and throwing Sakura a seal. "I don't have the authority to give you high level access but that should do. Nice haircut by the way!"

Sakura called her thanks before heading down to the library. It was like she remembered it and for that she was thankful. Firstly, she needed to check out everything she could on types of memory loss and how the Sharingan was involved.

Sakura spent the remainder of the day in the library, immersed in the books and found nothing. Not a single thing to explain things to her. Sakura eyed the restricted section. The Uchiha files should be in there as well as a file or two on the Sharingan. She tapped her fingers on the table impatiently while eying the large doors to the other side.

"That look is going to get you into trouble."

Sakura jumped, spinning around, kunai in hand.

Sasuke stared at her, eyebrows raised and she put the blade away.

"A little jumpy?"

"No, and what look?" she huffed indignantly.

"You can't break into the restricted section, Sakura." He said impatiently. "You'll be arrested."

"Only if I'm caught."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "I came to get you for dinner."

"Oh. I didn't think I should come. Your dad seemed pretty angry."

Sasuke shook his hand, sticking his hands into his pockets. "Nah, my dad likes you. He'd never be angry at you."

Sakura went up to him, "I'm sorry you got into trouble." She looked away from his eyes, gnawing on her lip nervously.

"It's fine." He told her.

"You're not mad?" Sakura asked, the Sasuke she knew would definitely have been a little pissed off or at least a little annoyed at her. Sasuke sighed, clearly annoyed not at what happened but because she couldn't seem to drop it. "No."

"Ok," Sakura suddenly felt cheerful. "Let me just pack up and-" the moment she made it back to the desk, Sasuke grabbed her wrist and spun her to him, his lips slanting against her's. Sakura gave a little strangled gasp in surprise.

"Sakura," he hissed her name, pulling her against him and kissing her again, his lips sent a spark through her, like lightning that travelled through her all the way to her toes. They curled in her sandals and Sakura's nails dug into his shoulders. Sasuke lowered her onto the desk, letting the books scatter down onto the floor.

"The books-" she began but Sasuke gave her pulse point a hard suck. "Ah! Sasuke-kun…"

"Fuck, Sakura." He hissed again, his breath hot over her ear. Their hips met and Sakura moaned, her back arching off the table. Sasuke's eyes travelled over her hungrily and Sakura, feeling brave, grabbed the back of his head and yanked him down to her mouth. She felt the same hunger in his kiss that she'd seen in his eyes. Sakura's hands moved over his face, down his neck and onto the exposed part of his chest. Sasuke grabbed at her hip with his left hand, grinding himself down on her and Sakura moaned low in her throat, digging her nails into his chest. She moved herself against his hardness, seeking relief for the ache and throb that had started up between her legs whenever he seemed to touch her.

"Oh, Kami," She whispered, breathing heavily. "I want you so much, Sasuke-kun."

Again, she thought how utterly insane, losing her mind crazy this was. In the back of her mind, her subconscious whispered to her, telling her this was wrong. That this wasn't really Sasuke (not that she had any proof of that fact as yet) and that even if it was – that he must be taking advantage of her, but Sakura knew that wasn't the case, "she" had been dating him for a while and according to everyone, plus a box of condoms under her bed – they were definitely having sex. And she was playing the part she needed to until she could figure out where she was and what was going on. So what if she enjoyed it a little?

"That time already, little brother?"

Sasuke cursed loudly, hitting his fist down on the table.

Itachi looked thoroughly amused, "Kushina-san said I could find you both here, looks like I arrived just in time. Wouldn't want you soiling the Hokage's library."

"No," Sasuke said, clenching his jaw. "Wouldn't want that."

He pulled Sakura up, eyeing her hair. "Come. Sakura."

Sakura patted her hair down. "The books." Sakura said weakly, turning and picking them up with shaky hands. She took them back to the shelf and Sasuke waited until she joined him before they left for the Uchiha Compound.

Fugaku nodded to her as she entered before returning to his paper, Mikoto kissed her cheek before ushering her into the kitchen to make a salad. It was strange how easily they'd made Sakura feel like part of the family. Mikoto made small talk with her, sure that her son had made up with Sakura. Soon, dinner was served. Fugaku sat at the head and Mikoto sat next to him, with Itachi next to her. Sasuke sat at his father's other side and Sakura took the seat opposite Itachi and next to Sasuke.

The scene earlier that day was not mentioned by anyone at the table, but Itachi did feel obliged the mention the scene in the Hokage's library.

"Keep this up and you'll make mother a young grandmother."

Mikoto gave a laugh. "Sasuke is smart. He'll wait until they're married." She gives Sasuke a loaded look before smiling affectionately at her husband.

"Children might not be such a bad idea. Both my sons were gifted with especially powerful ocular powers." Fugaku said, giving Sasuke a nod.

Mikoto gave Fugaku a look that clearly said not to encourage Sasuke.

After dinner, Sakura helped Mikoto wash up.

"Thanks for the lovely dinner, Mikoto-san."

"It's no problem, Sakura. You've become like family to us."

Sakura's cheeks heated up. "I-I should be heading home."

"Nonsense." Mikoto said, waving the idea off. "You'll stay here like you always do."

Sakura felt cornered. Making out with Sasuke was one thing, but spending a night here…with him? That would be pushing her luck.

"Mikoto-san…" she began, unsure of how to reject this woman who was only ever nice to her.

"Don't tell me you two still haven't made up?"

"I – we…its complicated."

"I'd understand if you want to leave, Sakura-chan, but Sasuke is too much like his father. Don't give up on him. You won't regret it."

Sasuke entered the kitchen then, his dark eyes moving between his mother and Sakura.

"You asked her to stay, didn't you?"

Mikoto gave him a guilty smile. "Well, yes. I did. But apparently – it's complicated." Mikoto threw her arms up with a sigh and walked out of the kitchen.

Sasuke stared at her for a long moment before he said, "Come." She followed silently all the way to his bedroom. He went to his closet and threw a shirt at her over his head before he pulled the one he was wearing off. Sakura stared at him in the dark room, the moonlight shining on the shifting muscles on his back. His pants fell to the floor, revealing black silk boxers with the Uchiha symbol all around the waistband. For a moment, she held her breath, thinking he would strip them off too and she nearly groaned when he pulled a vest from the closet.

Ok, she needed to calm down and change. Her eyes shifted to the bathroom. Changing in there could cause unnecessary issues. She swallowed and pulled off her shirt, ignoring every instinct to turn away from him. She dropped it on his bed before pulling off her skirt and then her shorts. Her eyes shifted to him and Sasuke was watching her, his eyes darkening with the same hunger she saw earlier. Sakura took a shaky breath, pulling on the shirt he gave her and folding her own ones up neatly and placing them down on the chair. Sasuke was at the bed then, shifting the covers aside and getting on. It was too hot to cover them up. Sakura climbed up and slid down next to him, keeping a hand on the shirt that treacherously liked sliding up.

Sakura's heartbeat was freaking out. She was in bed, next to Sasuke. This was going too far. She could have thought of some excuse to go home, why hadn't she thought fast?!

Sasuke shifted around a little, his arm going around her waist and pulling her to him and bringing them face to face. "Sakura," Oh, the way he said her name.

"Now?" she asked breathlessly. How powerless she always had been to him.

Her green eyes flipped up to his. "Now," he affirmed, rolling on top of her.

She was falling into a pattern, she knew it. She was losing sight of her goal. Wait, what goal? She could always work on it tomorrow. Right now, she only had one thing one her mind. Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke. He pulled her arms above her head and kissed her senselessly until any and every objection was silenced.

Sakura wondered somewhere in the back of her mind whether she would have let this happen so easily in the real world (as she had taken to calling it), and of course she would never have. Just after a few kisses? No, she would have find it in her to stop them both before it became too late. Here, though, she couldn't do that. "She" had been having sex with this Sasuke for as long as they had been...well, having sex. If she objected all of a sudden it could make problems for her until she figured out what exactly was going on. Sometimes, she found herself questioning her sanity - even though it was only her first day here. She knew that both Naruto's parents were dead and so was the entire Uchiha clan. Sakura knew Tsunade was the Hokage. Sakura repeated these things over in her head.

Sasuke was still kissing her wildly, scattering her thoughts as his body was trapping her's wonderfully to the bed. His hands on her thighs, slowly dragging the shirt up, up, up. One part of Sakura's mind was screaming that this was too far, another told her that she needed to play along until she could figure out what was going on. But the part of her that loved him, the real him - couldn't do this.

"You used the Sharingan on me." she said breathlessly, just as his hands skimmed her hips. Above her, Sasuke seemed to stop, he pushed himself up looking more surprised than she'd ever seen him. Like her, he seemed to be having trouble breathing, but he seemed to hide it better.

"What?" he asked, blinking and Sakura realized - she'd caught him off guard. He seemed to take in what she said because his eyes narrowed. "This again." he said, pushing himself up further and glaring down at her.

Sakura nodded. "Yes, this again. Do you even realize how serious it is? We're in a relationship and you can't even trust me enough. You had to take something away from me, for whatever reason."

Sasuke rolled off of her and laid down where he had been, on his back. "Go to sleep." he ordered and Sakura felt anger rise in her. She let out a growl and turned away from him roughly.

This was going to be a long night.

x-x-x

Sasuke woke her up before the sun had even risen. He told her that he was heading off for a mission and Sakura waved him off, falling back asleep quickly.

Mikoto woke her up again sometime later, for breakfast and Sakura found some of her clothing in Sasuke's closet. She dressed, brushed her teeth and hair and headed to the kitchen. For breakfast without Sasuke and Itachi. Only Fugaku and Mikoto were present. Fugaku was reading his morning paper, sipping on a mug of coffee as his wife arranged the foods on the table.

Sakura and Mikoto exchanged small talk during breakfast before Sakura had to leave for her training with Rin.

Tobi wasn't at the training grounds again when Sakura arrived and after going over some more techniques that she already knew, Sakura decided to broach the subject of Kushina.

Rin sighed. "It's probably because if the Kyuubi inside of her."

Sakura had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep herself from showing surprise. So here, Naruto wasn't a Jinchuuriki. His mother still had it. The cycle was never started. The masked man never attacked Konoha.

Of course, Sakura was verging into new territory. She'd never encountered two different chakras in one body such as this. There were only a handful of Jinchuuriki and the only one in Konoha she'd ever known had been Naruto.

She was secretly thrilled to be taking on a new task, and she headed to the Kage tower right after training. Sakura rapped on the door lightly and instead of Kushina's voice through the door came something else entirely. Certainly the most handsome voice she'd ever heard - after Sasuke's of course.

Sakura pushed the door open and Naruto's dad was at the desk. She was startled at how handsome he was, so much more than when he was under the Edo Tensei. Also, how much he resembled his son. Sure, Naruto had some chubby-ness to his face and some of his mom's features, but the eyes were a perfect blue copy.

"Ah, Sakura-chan! Come in." he seemed happy to see her.

Sakura stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

"What can I do for you?" the Hokage asked.

"Well, Hokage-sama, I was wondering if I could use the library."

"Of course, that's not a problem."

"I actually need to look into the restricted section."

That made Minato pause a little. "What is this about, Sakura-chan?"

Sakura swallowed. "I'm actually looking in to something for Kushina-san."

Minato's expression froze somewhere between shock and a smile. He didn't know.

"Minato, just give her the clearance, dammit." Kushina said from the doorway, sounding amused.

"But why are you having Sakura-chan look into whatever you want her to look in to." smooth, Minato.

"I'm busy." Kushina said, turning her nose up and daring him to ask more.

Minato seemed to turn this around in his head. "Busy with what, Kushina?"

"You'll find out after you give her clearance."

Minato sighed, before mentioning Sakura over. He drew the seal on her hand using chakra. It was a lot different from Tsunade's and Sakura was glad Sasuke had stepped in when he had the previous day. She would have certainly been caught.

"I'll be back." Kushina told the Hokage with a sly smile and walked Sakura to the library.

"So?" she asked in a hushed tone.

"I'm looking into a few options at the moment." Sakura told her as Kushina walked along with her. "It would be my first time working with two chakra sources such as yours. Did you have any problems the first time?"

Kushina shook her head. "No, it happened normally, I guess. The Kyuubi gave little problems."

Sakura nodded. They'd finally reached the library. "Well, I'll do some research and get back to you."

"Thanks, kid." Kushina petted her head before leaving Sakura to it.

x-x-x

The restricted section was not what she remembered. Sakura had managed to find some info on the Kyuubi, but there was only one flimsy file on the Sharingan. She hadn't had the nerve to open it just yet. The file on the Kyuubi was...for lack of a better term...useless. Nothing inside would help Kushina conceive. Sakura's only lead was the fact that inside Kushina was two dominating chakra. The problem with her theory was obviously that fact that Kushina and Minato had had no trouble conceiving Naruto. Sakura sighed and finally lifted the Sharingan folder. With a deep breath she flipped it open. Something in here...would tell her why she was here. Her mind couldn't get past the wall. She knew the answer but it just wouldn't come to her. As she was reading the first page...the words began to disappear before her eyes. Sakura dropped the page, getting up so fast that the chair fell from under her. She stepped back, hitting the shelf behind her. Either someone was trying to hide something from her or she was really losing her mind. Both were equally terrifying.

"Oi, Sakura. What is it?" Kushina was coming towards Sakura. The room around Sakura was swaying. She knew she was in a panic. It was only her second day here and she was panicking. Sakura was usually clever. She solved issues quickly...but maybe this was out of her league. She couldn't breathe suddenly - the thought of being stuck here forever was horrible. Yes, here she had Sasuke, and apparently they loved each other. But was that enough? When she had a real life somewhere. Where people were actually counting on her? Were they fighting the war without her? She was so, so alone here.

And for the first time in many years – Sakura's vision went dark and she fainted.

x-x-x

That's it for chapter 2.

After I finish Stand By Me, this fic will fall into a Monday update pattern, once a week. Next week will be the last SBM chapter, so this fic will follow the Monday after, but there will be another chapter next week as well.

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Next chapter: Sakura and Itachi finally clash!

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