WanderingRurouni's Collection of One-shots and Short Stories
3/17/2014 – Chapter 2: One Last Night with You
CONTINUITY: A Spin-off of my Caretaker One-shot/Cherry Blossoms in the Wind (Chapter 3, "Secrets")
INSPIRED BY: A Dream that I had
NARRATION: Third Person, Omniscient
MAIN CHARACTERS: Naruto/Ino/Sakura
RATING: M
GENRE: A Hint of Drama/Romance
SETTING: Alternate Anime World
WORD COUNT: 4,728
WARNINGS: Kind of Dominatrix-y
Here's what you can expect as a standard for this new collection.
There were so many times that I wanted to stop and put in a cliff-hanger. But I promised that I wouldn't, so I didn't.
…
Naruto turned the handle to his shower; warm water dripped off his hair, and flowed down his body. He placed a palm on the glass door, and opened it with a single push. A firm fist wrapped around a black towel as he brought it to his head, and dried himself off.
He stepped out of the bathroom, the towel now wrapped around his waist, and walked towards his room. After a fresh change of clothes, he walked over to a calendar that hung on his wall, and with a red marker, created a "X" on the current day.
As his hands moved, his thoughts tracked back.
…
"You're leaving?!" He shouted in surprise.
"I have to, Naruto." Sakura replied. "Tsunade-sama needs me to be her representative, it's a mission to garner the favor of the minor villages. It's something that we need to do."
"How long?" He asked in both concern and frustration
"One year." Sakura replied in a low tone.
"..." Naruto let out a deep breath, "...Then let me come with you." He hastily offered.
"We can't do that." Sakura regrettably informed him. "This is a one-person mission, and Tsunade-sama doesn't really trust you in diplomatic situations." Sakura said with the hint of a smile.
She looked at his gloom ridden face, and rested a soft palm on his cheek.
"I'll be back sooner than you think." She added with a warm smile. Moving closer to him, she brought her lips to his; their eyes closed together, and they held each other in the one moment that they both would love to freeze in time, to live it out forever.
...
He shook his head, capped the marker again, and let out a deep breath. His thoughts jumped back again.
...
"Don't you ever get...lonely?" Ino asked him quietly while inching closer to him on his bed.
"What are you saying...?" His voice trailed off with weakness and uncertainty.
"I mean..." Ino whispered back while moving her hand closer to his leg. Her palm was hovering above his thigh.
He immediately shot up to his feet, and began backing away slowly.
"O-Okay Ino, I know what you're trying to say, but I couldn't do anything like that." He spoke faster than his mind could register is own words. "I couldn't. I could never do that to Sakura-chan." Ino slowly rose to her feet.
With slow steps, she advanced towards him. He backed away with every step that she took forward. He could almost hear the floor boards creaking with his heavy-hearted steps. He tried his best to bluff his way through this dilemma.
"...Is it that you don't find me attractive?" She asked with a hint of innocence.
"N-No! That's not it," He emphasized his answer by waving his arms. She took more steps towards him.
"Let me show you something." She added. He backed away until he felt a thud against his back. "Trust me, Naruto." He paused. Ino brought her hands up. "Close your eyes." Naruto warily followed her instructions, easing his eye lids over, still twitching with uncertainty.
Ino slowly brought her thumbs to his temples, took hold of his jaw with her gentle fingers, and rested her forehead onto his. She let in a deep breath, and mental images began to broadcast themselves, playing out like a movie inside his mind.
...
In a room, he saw Ino sitting next to Sakura, whose cheeks were stained with tears the streamed down her face. Her shoulder were shuddering with cries of dispair.
"Sakura, I know that it hurts, but we have to do what we're told. It's our duty as kunoi-"
Sakura shot a look stained with anger and disgust.
"Don't give me that bullshit excuse, Ino." Sakura expressed with a hint of malice Ino's expression sunk into the depths of her stomach.
"...sorry."
They sat in silence, Ino's arm rested against Sakur's shoulders, trying-in vain, to comfort her best friend.
"Sakura, if there's anything that you need, just ask. And I'll do it." She tried her best to reassure the mourning kunoichi.
"There is something." Sakura said through light sniffiling. She brought her tearful expression up, and met Ino's eyes. "While I'm gone...Take care of Naruto for me."
Ino's eyes widened. She sat silent for a few quiet moments, and the wrapped her arms around Sakura, and squeezed her with a friendly hug.
"I promise you, Sakura. I will."
...
Ino opened her eyes, and met Naruto's.
"I promised Sakura that I would take care of you. And I plan to keep that promise."
Ino pulled him forward, Naruto followed with no reluctance, she descended down onto the bed, pulling him down with her.
...
"One year." He said aloud. "Sakura returns today." He added with a smile, and slipped on his signature outfit, a plain white T-shirt, orange pants, and his jacket decorated with a black trim, on a basic orange.
…
Ino descended the stairs with an oddly sluggish manner; she walked almost carelessly as her mind wandered somewhere else, focusing on a whole other matter. She stepped outside of her house into the family garden, where her mother tended to the flowers.
"Mom…? Do you have some time to talk?" Ino asked nervously while holding one arm with the other. Her mother responded with a caring smile, and invited her onto a bench.
"What is it, dear?" She asked in her calm demeanor.
"I need to talk to you about…love." Ino admitted nervously.
"Oh…Well then, go ahead, I'm listening."
"The thing is, Sakura has been gone for a long time." Ino began, trying her best to express her feelings as tactfully as possible. "And I've been spending a lot of time with Naruto…" Ino paused, unsure of how to say next. She decided to be as blunt as possible, and just come out with it. "…and I think I've developed feelings for him…Mom, I think…I love him." Her mother cleared her throat, trying to find the right words to express her own feelings on the matter.
"You must be very conflicted, Ino." She stated calmly. Ino nodded, acknowledging the truth.
"I don't know what I should do. I have feelings about him, but I don't want to hurt Sakura's feelings."
"Ino, I can't tell you what to do," she began sternly. "I can't make that choice for you, but I can help you decide to the best of my ability." She brought her face up, and looked into her daughter's eyes with care. "You must decide what you will do, but whatever choice you make-you must give it your all, and do the best you can until you reach your final goal."
"But, is it wrong for me to feel this way? I knew that they were both in a relationship-"
"I cannot answer that for you, you must decide what is right, and what is wrong. Just remember that there will be consequences for your actions." Her mother answered back with a shifting expression, slowly sinking into a somber tone.
"O-Okay. Thanks Mom, I really needed this talk. I'll decide what I want to do." Ino quietly answered her back, and opened her arms. Her mother turned and wrapped her own arms around her daughter.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, I think I know what to do now."
Ino gently released her hold, stood up, and exited the house. She was still unsure of what she would do, despite what she told her mother, but she still had another person to talk to before she had to make her decision. She began walking towards the Headquarters of the Intelligence Division.
...
"You're really asking me this?" Her father asked aloud. He was bent over s small table, his palms flat, leaning over a schedule of interrogations and prisoners, filled with statistics, times, and descriptors.
"...Yes, Mom already told me what she thinks, so I want to know what you think." Ino replied weakly, but there was one detail she didn't add with him. She didn't tell him specifically who she had feelings for. They stood in a small conference room where a meeting was being held, Inoichi had dismissed the members of his higher ranking staff for Ino's self-described "emergency."
"Ino, you know that I love you, but right now, there are other matters that I need to attend to." He sighed.
"Please Dad! This decision is really tearing at me. Just give me something short and sweet!"
"Fine." He sighed even deeper. "Do you know how I met your mother?"
"You came to buy flowers from our shop, for grandma."
"Yes, and do you know how I convinced the beautiful woman behind the counter to marry me?"
silence hung heavily in the air.
"...I never gave up." Inoichi started to exaggerate his gestures while he spoke. "Do you really think that your mother would openly marry a man who looks like this?" He pointed to his face, emphasizing the strong cheekbones that he had. "Whatever your choice, just never give up. You'll get what's rightfully yours if you are tenacious enough."
"..." Ino was speechless; she then let out a hearty laugh, and smiled. "Thanks Dad, I know what to do now." She hugged him tightly; he held his hands to his sides and stood as stiff as a piece of wood stricken with riga-mortis. Ino ran out of the door, and the officers flooded back in after her.
Inoichi looked upon his most trusted officials.
"What? You want to know what I told her?!"
Silence.
"We're in the Intelligence Division. What do you think I told her?!"
Silence.
"I LIED!"
...
Naruto walked through the streets of Konoha in a daze, he was nearly ecstatic that the woman he loved was returning. But he was also regretting what he had done, just one month after her departure. Sitting down on a bench, he blankly stared into the dirt road, unsure of how to proceed, unsure of how to work his way out of this awkward situation.
"Yo! Naruto!" he heard a voice call out to him, masked behind the crackling of a small plastic bag, and the crunching of a jaw descending upon itself. "How's it going?"
"Hey, Chouji…It's going, but that's about it." Naruto replied.
"You want one?" Chouji held out the bag. Naruto smiled and gladly took a single chip out of the container. "So, you wanna talk about it?" He added while taking a seat next to Naruto.
"Well, the thing is, I'm not sure if I can talk about it with you." He said with a somber tone while rubbing his hands together, trying to clear off the crumbs and salt from the potato chips. "…It's a personal thing."
"Ah." Chouji said bluntly. "It's about Sakura, isn't it?" He added.
"How did you know?" Naruto asked, slightly dumbfounded that Chouji could actually deduce the source of his sorrow.
"Well, when you-" he pointed to himself, clarifying that he was speaking from his point of view. "…aren't noticeable, you kind of meld into the background. And when no one notices you, you can observe anyone to an outstanding degree." He took another chip, and chomped down upon it. "That's what I've learned from being such an outcast for most of my life."
"…And how did you use that ability to determine what I was thinking about?" Naruto asked, even more dumbfounded. Chouji swallowed before he answered.
"It's been a long time since I've seen Sakura. And when I did see her, she was with you." He looked up at Naruto. "And when she was with you, she seemed to be happier than anyone else." Chouji's hand began to wrap around the plastic bag, crumpling it with a large fist. "I've noticed the same thing with you. It seems like you haven't been happy in the longest time. You must really miss her."
"Yeah…That's true." He acknowledged Chouji's wisdom. With a burp, and a smile, Chouji placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder.
"But don't worry, everything will get better." He reached into the back of his pants, and pulled out a folded note from his pocket. "I was told to give you this."
"Who was it from?" Naruto asked.
"I don't know, whoever wanted me to do it sent me a note about this one 'give this to Naruto-DON'T READ IT!' by carrier pigeon." Chouji answered. Naruto held out a hand, an offer that Chouji answered by moving his fingers. "Messy hands." Naruto responded by taking his hand anyway, and hugging him with a pat on the back.
"Thanks, Chouji. You're wiser than most people give you credit for."
Chouji replied with another loud burp, and they both laughed it off.
…
"How did it go?" Tsunade's voice boomed through her office. "You haven't sent a report in a while."
"It went well, they say that they're ready, and put all faith within the village." A kunoichi with pink hair answered. "They expect us to protect them from all threats that may appear throughout the foreseeable future; in return, they'll provide us supplies that we can use to trade with the other nations."
"Good! You've done well, Sakura. I knew that I could count on you."
"Yes, Master. I would never let you down." Sakura added with a salute.
"Good. You've just gotten back, take some time off."
"Thank you, Master."
"Dismissed!" Tsunade waved her hand over the room, as if she was pushing a shockwave. Sakura bowed to her, and exited the room. She immediately took off for home, still dressed in the standard Konoha Flak Jacket, and her prized headband.
Only minutes later, her foot entered the doorway to her house. Sakura bent over, unzipped her shoes, and let out a deep breath.
"Sakura?! Is that you?!" Her mother's voice came from the kitchen.
"Yes, it's me, Mom!" she replied.
She saw her mother rush through the hallway, careening towards her daughter with open arms. Sakura stood up, opened her arms and received what felt like the tightest hug that she had ever experienced.
"I'm so happy your home! Are you hungry? I just made some food!"
"I'd love to Mom, but I can't. I'm going to get ready, and then go meet someone."
"But you just got back!"
"I know…" Sakura cringed at what she said next. "...But I need to meet him. I'll be back home later tonight. I promise."
Sakura rushed upstairs after hugging her mother again. After a short shower, she stepped out of the bathroom, changed in a rush, and picked up a pair of keys.
I'll surprise him.
"Okay, I'm leaving now! I'll be back later!" She shouted before darting out the door.
"Stay safe!" Her mother shouted back.
…
Naruto waved good-bye to Chouji, still holding the folded parchment between his fingers. He unwrapped it and read it to himself
Please meet me at the training grounds.
He didn't recognize the handwriting, but slipped the paper into his pocket, stood up, and walked off towards his destination.
Through the thick brush of the forest, the sun's rays leaked through the leaves, dotting a ground with blotches of light that seemed to have been flicked off from an artist's paint brush. To pass the time, he decided to count every stream of light that touched the forest floor, one stream of light for every step he took.
"Two-thousand five-hundred and sixty" The sound of the enormous waterfall pummeling the ground started to drown out his soft, self-spoken whispers. "Two-thousand five-hundred and eighty-one." He exited the forest; the last leaf silhouette was overtaken by emerald blankets of grass that shined with the full light of the sun. He looked up, eyes slowly adjusting to the light.
"Naruto." Her voice entered his eardrums. Her soft tone seemed to block out every other noise; the wind that brushed against the leaves, the water that crashed upon the ground, the melodies sung by birds that hung in the air, and the breath that he exhaled from his lungs. Nothing could break his focus on her beautiful voice that he hadn't heard in so long.
"Sakura-chan." His eyes locked with hers. The wind took hold of her long, pink hair, and waved it majestically with the breeze. She wore a red dress, similar to the one she wore as a child, which also followed the breeze.
They ran towards one another, and embraced in the light of the warm sun, holding each other as if they had been worlds apart for a lifetime. She held his head with her soft hands, and kissed him. He returned her affection tenfold. Sakura felt her knees become weak, and buckled. Naruto bent down, catching her with his arms, and held her closely with their lips still connected
"I've missed you so much." He whispered while placing her back on her feet. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck and held him.
"The only thing that kept me going was knowing that I would see you again." She took hold of his hand, and dragged him back towards the forest. "Let's go to your place." She whispered. He raised his eyebrow, then relaxed, and followed her obediently
…
They reached his house, two-thousand eight-hundred and sixty-two steps later. Sakura took his hand, and lead him to his bed. His hand cupped her cheek, and ran down her long, silky hair.
"You grew your hair out again." He observed
"What's wrong?" She asked with a hint of worry. "You don't like it?"
"No, that's not it. You look beautiful, as you always have." He leaned over towards her, and caressed her lips with his own again. She leaned back, pulling him towards her; he followed her down, with his hand moving across her dress.
They immediately stopped when a clinking sound hit the hardwood floor
"NARUTO?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" A voice tore away at his eardrums. He looked over, and saw Sakura-with short hair, clenching her fist and blushing in anger-educed embarrassment.
He shot up to his feet in panic and confusion. On his bed, there was Sakura, with long hair, and a flowing red dress. In his doorway, was Sakura, with short hair, a red top, and black shorts.
"SAKURA-CHAN?!" his voice cracked with panic. "B-But…" His sight twitched from one Sakura to the other. "What the hell is going on?!" He brought his hands to his head, almost crushing his cranium in confusion. The Sakura who stood in the hallway stepped forth and took hold of the Sakura on the bed, with her strong grip; she lifted the other Sakura into the air.
"Who the hell are you, and what the hell are you doing here?!" Short-Haired Sakura raised her fist. Long-Haired Sakura swiftly swiped away at Short-Haired Sakura's hands, freeing herself, and with the swiftness of a cat, she ran out of Naruto's still open door. "Hey! Come back here!" Short-Haired Sakura took off after her other self; but stopped once she reached the door, slammed it shut, and turned around. Naruto felt an aura of evil intentions coming from her.
"S-Sakura-chan…? W-wait, I know what it looks like, but you've got to understand why I did that…I" He stood still, no matter what his brain was telling his legs to do, they were frozen in utter fear. She forcefully grasped the collar of his jacket and pulled her own fist back. He closed his eyes in anticipation of having his face caved him.
Instead of having his face broken in two, Sakura slammed him onto the bed, he landed on his back, and shook his head in even more confusion. His vision clearing, he shook his head again, and found her straddled over him. Sakura took hold of his collar again, and pulled his lips towards hers. His eyes shot open in shock. Sakura's tongue broke through his lips, wrapping around his own tongue, and moving through his entire mouth. With a gentle bite on his bottom lip, a small string of saliva formed and stretched out as she pulled away.
He stared at her in a mixture of confusion and amazement, taking in deep breaths to calm his nerves, even more uncertain now than before at what she was going to do.
"I haven't seen you in so long." She said in a soft tone. "...I come here to find you fondling a mirror image of me…Do you know how that makes me feel?" She added with tense shoulders. "…You'll have to deal with the consequences"
His eyes widened in fearful confusion.
"…" Sakura removed her gloves, placed her hands under her top, and pulled it off.
"Wait!...What kind of consequen-" She stopped his words with another deep kiss that rocked his heart, raising his pulse immediately.
"If I ever find out who she is...She'll pay for it." She whispered sinisterly into his ear.
Sakura had him pinned down to his bed.
On one hand…He was in no position to protest.
On the other hand…He had no desire to protest.
Sakura opened his jacket, letting it slip off to his sides; she pulled him up by the collar of his shirt, allowing him to wiggle the coat free from his arms; dragging it off, she whipped it away to the ground. Sakura supported herself on him; her touch was captivating him.
Sakura felt him growing underneath her, she lowered her hips, teasing him with slow thrusts, the fabric of her shorts becoming soaked by the second. With her eyes shut, she let out soft moans, feeling every involuntary, yet, pleasing twitch in his pants. Sakura lowered herself onto him, and stopped moving; fabric pushed against fabric, Naruto let out a desperate gasp, feeling the liquid from her seeping through his own clothes. She stopped moving, and moved to his side, lying down next to him. He let out another gasp, and stopped mid-exhale when Sakura's hand rested down upon him, slowly moving up his length, he flinched with the sensations that shot throughout his body. With two fingers, she slowly undid the button to his pants, and took hold of the zipper. Slowly, she brought the zipper down, still feeling every automatic response that his body gave.
With a single finger, Sakura glided up his length with a light pressure as he emerged through his boxer shorts. He lost his breath with her tempting touch. Five cool sensations echoed from his core as she slowly wrapped her hand around him. Her grip closed around him, she began to rhythmically move her hand, slowly at first. Sakura reveled at the sound of his desperate gasps for air, and moans of satisfaction. She held him in the palm of her hand, and she knew it.
"…Who was that, Naruto?" She whispered into his ear. She felt him in her hand, and when he didn't offer an answer, she unexpectedly stopped. He let in a deep breath, his muscles loosened again.
"Sakura-chan…I don't know who it was." He flinched again as her hand closed around him tighter. She began moving again, and he felt his muscles straining, as if his body was pulling itself apart.
"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?" She whispered. The only strength he found was the strength shake his head. Sakura's hand began to move faster. She placed her other hand over his heart, it shined with the green glow of chakra, and Naruto felt his heart begin beating faster than it ever had before. His heart felt as if it wasn't pumping blood out, but bringing blood back in. His limbs were ice cold, his mind was blank. But his core was on fire.
His head twisted to the right, Sakura brought her face to his, and embraced his tongue with her own. He instinctively arched his back, feeling his climax. Sakura seemed to tug him up as he reached his limit, and push him back down after.
Sakura smiled slyly, she removed her hand from his heart, but the green aura lingered on, and his heart still felt like it was going to explode out of his chest
"...Sakura-chan, I know you've been gone a long time, but please, believe me when I say that I haven't..." He paused, and couldn't bring himself to finish the thought.
Sakura sat in silence, and saw Naruto's expression sink. "I...I can't. I can't lie to you." His head fell backwards into the bed. "I-I'm sorry."
She sttod up and turned her back towards him, seemingly in disgust and anger.
"Who...? With who?" She asked.
"With..." Sakura heard his answer.
"..." She did not answer right away, fear entered his mind again. "I suppose I could forgive her."
Naruto let out a sigh of relief. His eyes widened in both surprise, and arousal at what she did next.
Sakura placed her fingers into her shorts, and slowly bent over while pulling down both her shorts and panties.
The sight of her ivory curves sucked his breath away.
"Sakura-chan. Please." He began to plead. "Give me control of my hands again."
Sakura straddled him again, slowly lowering herself upon him. She cried out in pleasure as he pushed into her. He let out his own moan laced with both pleasure and pain. Slowly, Sakura moved down, letting him deeper into her. Sakura fell forward, her lips met his again, and the chakra that hovered over his heart disappeared.
Immediately, his heart calmed, and he felt life returning to his hands and feet. It felt like they were laced with explosives, and simultaneously erupting. He had felt this before, but this time, it was four thousand two-hundred and sixty-three times worse; but four-thousand two-hundred and seventy-one times more euphoric.
Sakura began moving her hips with increased speed, holding him deeply inside her, then rising up, and lowering herself again. Naruto's arms began to come back to life, they wrapped themselves around her hips, and moved along with her, the pressure he felt, wrapping around him, and then releasing him was driving him mad. She took hold of his hands again, and lifted herself up, releasing him from her warm grasp. In a single motion, she descended upon him again, taking him in entirely. Sakura fell over him, met his lips again, and cried as she felt him climax inside her.
She laid her head against his chest, they both took in deep breaths.
"I've missed you so much." Sakura whispered. "I can forgive you, if you swear to me that you will never do it again."
She placed her ear on his heart.
And with a steady beat, he answered: "I swear."
...
Naruto stood up from his bed, where still Sakura slept. He cleaned himself up, changed his clothes, turned to the door, and quietly stepped out, headed to the Yamanaka household.
He reached the house within a few minutes. Walking up to the front door, he lightly knocked on it. In the stillness of the night, he heard the steps echoing from the inside of the house. The door opened a few seconds after the steps stopped.
"N-Naruto?" A visibly nervouse Ino greeted him. "Is something wrong?"
"Ino, I need to talk to you." He said solemnly
"C-Come in."
"No, Ino. I just need you to listen, what happened in the past between you and me, that was just a mistake. A onetime thing. We can't continue it."
Ino stood in silence.
"I know that it was you who impersonated Sakura."
Ino was caught by surprise at his revelation.
"How?"
"Believe it or not...I still remember how you kissed me that first night," He nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "I would never be able to forget it."
She took hold of his hands, and smiled gently while looking deep into his eyes.
"I just wanted to spend one more night with you." She held his hands tightly. "Just one more night, please, I promise that you'll never forget it."
He took a deep breath, filled with conflicting emotions. Then, his expression softened.
"One more, unforgettable night." He added.
Ino pulled him into her house, he stepped into it without hesitation.
...
He awoke a few hours later, Ino was fast asleep as he rose from the bed.
"I hope that you don't forget this night, Ino. I know Naruto won't."
He brought his hands together into a seal, and disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
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