Chapter 29
Anxiety rose dangerously as Sasuke stood rigid at the entrance with a baffle Angel by his side. While obsidian narrowed, emerald looked ahead. They were curious at the uninvited guest.
With her long luscious midnight hair, the woman stood and straightened out her black dress. Her ruby orbs smiled at the couple. Clicking her red heels together, she tapped her chin. "I almost thought I came to the wrong house. This is a sight to see." Eying the grocery bags, her gaze finally landed on the girl beside him, intrigued by their proximity.
"Hn." Sasuke's hand was twitching, wanting to strangle the woman. Lifting his hand, he took out his phone.
"Uh. What are you doing Sasuke-kun?" Sakura looked back and forth at the woman and Sasuke as he dialed.
"Calling a locksmith." Police would be useless. It was better to ensure that this situation wouldn't happen again.
"Cheh. Save your effort. Sheese. I suggest you get one of those fingerprint or pupil analyzed lock. Those key stuffs are so old school. Who do think I am?" Red eyes beauty grinned widely at the sight of his irritation.
"How did you get in here? Kurenai." Knowing well she wouldn't give him any straight answer, Sasuke asked forwardly.
"Sorry kid. It's top professional secret." Her eyes winked playfully.
"Hn." Hoping to stare down the creeper female before him and make her disappear, Sasuke felt irritated from being constantly reminded that she, Kurenai Sarutobi, was indeed a dangerous woman. Former top-secret spy of an unknown agent, she retired young when her marriage with Europe's best private investigator was somewhat revealed. How Sasuke was able to be acquainted with them, a long story to be told another day. Her reason to be in Japan was somewhat anticipated, but he didn't expect her to show up already after assigning a special task just a few days ago and be at his house. In his house. Not that he was complaining about the speed of her work but… this was a bit disturbing. Knowing that, there was someone with the ability to walk in and out of his house like nothing wrong.
Not wanting to be rude, but Sakura was feeling a bit left out. "Uhmmm…" But judging from their reaction, she could tell that Kurenai must be one of his acquaintances. But usually, he would have kicked random people out already, even if it was Naruto. Knowing this made the pinkette want to know more about this woman,
Ignoring the annoying boy as he was shooting invisible daggers at her, Kurenai looked down at the infamous girl. "Hello, you must be Sakura. I'm Kurenai Sarutobi." Showing her hand,
"Pleased to meet you."
Sakura took her hand lightly, but shocked by the woman's excessive friendly mood. She returned Kurenai enthusiasm with a bright smile. A thought of relief flashed in her mind. She was sure then, he, at least wasn't surrounded with ill influences. There were good souls along side with him all these time. Beside the usual friends of theirs. Yes, friends. Even though Sasuke loathed the idea of having friends, they were who they were to him. Acquaintance or friend, it was only a title. Their bonds were what kept Sasuke from being completely engulfed by darkness, the harsh reality that turned humans into foul creatures. And Sakura remembered her true addition was to help Sasuke realized the important of those bonds, to teach him how to treasure another being, to accept other's love as well as showing his own feeling, letting him experience the warmth he had been denied the right of.
From the simple contact with Kurenai, she could tell. Her angel's innuendo told her so. Kurenai, more or less, was a big aid to Sasuke more than her. A tint of unidentified jealousy riled within her a bit. But since the girl was too foreign to the feeling of jealousy, she brushed it aside. Because Kurenai along with the others knew him longer than she had. Their bonds were certainly stronger.
[…]
"You sure had quite a ruckus in your office last night."
"Hn." Shuffling the papers on his desk, he was unwavered with the speed of how she obtained the news. This woman had her own ways to know things.
Sasuke and his serious attitude stiffened the air as he glanced through the file that was presented to him. Kurenai lazily sat with a laid-back posture in the guest's watching him, Kurenai was making personal notes in her head. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination but there was definitely something out of place from the boy. It was a good out of place kinda thing. The usual foul mood she knew of, that always surrounded him, dissipated. He surely would get furious when she was sitting like this, with her leg tapping an annoying beat to his desk, and the papers she gave him were purposely out of order. But now, as if, he was immune to it. Petty annoying thing didn't affect him anymore. Well, a closer analysis, he actually tried his best to contain it. The way his brows twitched every five seconds when he had to reorder the papers made Kurenai snickered quietly. Putting both arms behind her neck. "I can't believe not meeting you for two years. You became…" Unable to find the right word, a nice word.
"…" Sasuke looked up once but then quickly resumed to reading, ignoring her.
"Even got yourself a girlfriend. Now, that's something I didn't expect! I was so shocked when it was revealed at Hyuga's party. I wanted to be there." A hint of regret shown on her face. " But you could have at least warned me, do you know how hard it is to hide everything and prevent it from leaking out to the paparazzi within twenty four hours?" Making a scornful face, then all of a sudden, she leaned in closely. "So… She's the one isn't she?" Her brow rose knowingly but only received a 'stay away from my personal business' look from him.
"Sheese." Recoiling her body in a huff. 'No fun at all. He's still the emo kid.'
"Hn. What's the deal the Shikamaru?" Asking as he reviewed the content, fully in the order it supposed to be. "Isn't he supposed to be the one giving me this?"
"Ah. He had something else to take care of. He'll probably be back Wednesday. I was thinking of vacationing and I thought Japan would be a nice choice. Visiting you and meeting the infamous Miss Sakura." She couldn't help it. This boy needed to leak something out. 'How did they meet? Oh gosh this is like a torture. There's something I don't know.' Telling her this would be the compensation for her effort [excluding the amount of her payment] ever since she worked for him. Covering up every trace of Sasuke's doings. Legal or not.
"Hn." Closing the file, he opened up the safe under the desk to place the undisclosed info securely inside, along with the other stack of folders.
Ignoring the frivolous question, he returned to business, "Are you sure her memory is good enough?"
"We've done our investigation on her already, even though she's old. The woman is quite healthy. Her memory of that event is still clear." Finally loosening up her playful attitude, it was serious business time.
"Keep her on the low."
"Sure do." Waving her palm since it was such a tedious task. "Don't worry. Your father knew nothing about it. No one does." Kurenai was impressed with herself. Even Fugaku had his own disadvantage, too overlooked by his ability and power. He didn't know that there were witnesses who weren't subjected by his manipulation. Because he had no idea of their existence. Always thinking that everything was well taken care off. Either way, never would he have acknowledged what the mishap that would soon be coming his way.
Sasuke would make sure his 'father' would enjoy every passing second of it.
"What about the other task I ordered you to complete?" Putting his elbows on the desk, his hands came together to support his chin.
A shrug of her shoulders, she calmly replied, "It can't be done, you're too late. Someone had already tapped into her background file." Sasuke's gazed narrowed as Kurenai continued, "Your father, I assumed. Therefore it would make it more suspicious if it was altered."
"Hn." He should have known—but what kind of info did they uncover?
As if reading his mind, Kurenai recited what she stored in her brain of the girl. "Sakura Tenshi, Born on the twenty-eight, March. An orphan from Moissons Nouvelles Orphanage in France. Her parents, unknown. She was abandoned in front of a church, Paroisse Notre Dame Victoire. Attended Lycée Albert Camus until graduation. Then recently moved to Japan. I know. I know. I'll stop now. This information must be repetitive to you huh?"
Faking. Sasuke's expression was blank, uninterested but he was actually confused, surprised at the unknown details. She was an angel, how could there be such detailed info about her. Perhaps it was 'their' work again, since that was where the ID papers came from.
"I followed using all the info you provided and that was the profile I unearthed." Didn't expect Sakura to have such a background when she first did her research, Kurenai felt a hint of deja vu. Ruby orbs saw how contemplated the raven was, she thought he must be concerned about the girl's background, fearing she would not be accepted to his level of social status. It would explain why he had hid the relationship with the girl. But then again, how long had they been dating, because she was sure this Uchiha boy was still a hardcore player last time she tapped in his hotel bills. Men. Rolling her eyes, she was amazed how Sakura was able to endure this type of guy.
But that wasn't what Sasuke's mind was occupied of. Truthfully, Sasuke was only in awed how much exertion was put into all of this. Sending Sakura as his Angel and doing everything else to cover up the loopholes. What ever that Kurenai was worry about, he could really care less of. Others' opinions about their relationship were frivolous. Sakura was to be his. He would tear anyone apart who had an opposition say in it.
"Sasuke." Out of the blue, Kurenai's soft voice broke the awkward silence. Obsidian met hers. "Relationship isn't measured by one's social status. You shouldn't mind about it." Speaking as an adult figure, Kurenai face softened .
"?" 'What is she talking about?' "Hn." He grunted in reply anyway.
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Delicious aromas started to emit from the kitchen. With Sakura moved fluidly around the kitchen, the room lighted up with a bright glow. 'Ah. Finally done.' Smiling, brushing her hand after putting all the grocery away. She was thankful that the impact from Sasuke's action didn't ruin the veggie. Wiping the counter clean, she looked up. "I wonder who she really is." Mumbling as her eyes glued to the direction of Sasuke's office where the two currently reside. Thinking about Kurenai, a matured and beautiful woman. Her stomach unknowingly churned in happiness when she noticed at her left ring finger was already occupied by a lovely diamond ring.
Somewhat done preparing dinner, sitting on a stool at the inner counter with a freshly brew pot of tea, Sakura was wondering if she should bring it in, but she was scared to interrupt them. 'They've been the office for a while now.'
After a while, the door of Sasuke's office opened. Sakura looked over with curiosity when she felt his dark aura hovered. Kurenai walked out with a grin on her face while Sasuke looked like he wanted to murder the woman on the spot. 'What did she do?' Sakura moved closer to the living room to hear Kurenai let out a laugh. "Oh fine. I'll tell you." Finally giving in, she had annoyed him enough. "I told Shikamaru to make a copy of your house key." Her laughter grew louder seeing his hands twitched.
"Give it." He ordered her to return the spare key.
"Oh come on. You're probably going to call people to come and change the lock like now." Her eyes rolled, "It's useless."
"Hn." Sasuke insisted.
"Sakura, I have no idea how you put up with him." She turned to the girl as she pulled out the key from her coat and then threw it to Sasuke, who caught it with ease.
Seeing that sh e was putting on her coat, Sakura asked. "Would you like to stay for dinner-?" But Sasuke interrupted before Kurenai could answer the girl."-No."
"Stingy." Spating at his rudeness, "It's alright hun," she waved to the girl telling her not to sweat about it as she fixed her coat. Then she leaned down closer and whispered for only Sakura to hear, "he really doesn't deserve you." A wink at the flabbergasted girl, she straightened up and narrowed her ruby orbs at the aggravated man. "Thank you, and now I have to go terrorized my foster future-daughter-in-law. She still didn't know I'm back." Kurenai gave the girl another wink before stepping out of the already opened door by Sasuke.
Poor Sakura was left all confused in the middle of the living room.
"She meant Ino." Sasuke explained as he closed the door. 'Really need to think about that fingerprint lock.'
"Oh." 'So Shikamaru is their foster child. Kurenai looks young though. Mid-thirty?'
"Kurenai's husband, Asuma Sarutobi, was his teacher when he was living in England. They see him as their son though, since Shikamaru is an orphan." Explained to the girl further, Sasuke walked past her toward the kitchen.
"I see." 'But at least he had them. While Sasuke-kun…'
"Speaking of that, Sakura?" Wanting to verify the information he had discovered earlier, Sasuke forward them to her. "How are you an orphan from Moissons Nouvelles Orphanage?"
"Huh...How did you…" Staggered, she was surprised how he found out.
"Hn…?"
"Well you know, when guardian angels pose as human, they can't just randomly exist from thin air. So every one of us was assigned a location so that if there's an emergency that would require our background being checked. It wouldn't be a mess. My profile is quite ordinary. But there are others who would take a step further and create a lavish background. But only angels with extraordinary power can."
"Ah." Fascinated by the idea of it, he was truly intrigued. "So there are others like you. Angels on earth."
"Uh huh. Some angels like to reveal their identity, others prefer working undercover." She explained as she stood before the stove to turn it off.
A moment of epiphany flashed across his mind. What if Sakura hadn't revealed to him that she was an angel? If their encounter would be something else, a different scenario? What would happen? Would it still be the same? With him and her, there, right now. In their cozy house, enjoying a comforting moment.
"..." Either way, he was sure with her perseverance. She would still find a way to get to him. She would find every way to break his shield and make a nest in it…
'Sakura is my angel.' It had a ring to it.
"Sasuke-kun, why did you do a background check on me?"Pouting as she turned around, hand on her hip.
Smirk. "Aren't you doing the same thing too Sakura?" He knew the girl had been doing a lot investigation of her own.
Blush. "So." She defended with a childish reply.
Shaken his head a bit at her childish behavior. "Being by my side isn't that safe Sakura." His tone suddenly turned somber. "I only want to make certain that there won't be any force against you. Endangering you. I didn't know that." Looking up. "They already had been taken care of everything." Reaching out his hand to caress her cheek, Sasuke knew what the average human would do once they discovered the truth. Fearing the enemies around him would find a way to bring harm to his angel, Sasuke wanted the former spy to create a fake profile that would cover up any traces about her. Never would he thought she was already been well taken care of with her own version of background. "Even so, being with me is not safe…" Strangely, Sasuke felt a small ember of heat rushing through him.
"Sasuke-kun. You're going to make me cry." She was melting by his gesture.
"Don't." Feeling a bit out of character, he stood abruptly to change location. "Let's have dinner."
"Hmp!"
[…]
With the dinner table cleared, dishes washed and put away, Sasuke resumed to read his file by the counter as Sakura tidied up the rest of the kitchen before they called it a night.
Suddenly, the phone rang, Sasuke stepped out to the yard and took the call. The very action made the angel surprise. Quietly, she thought. Since the very beginning moment when they first met, Sasuke had never kept anything from her. A bit bothered but she brushed it aside.
"Is everything alright?" Concerned, Sakura asked softly when Sasuke returned to her side.
"Hn." He nodded without elaborating, "You're done?" His body motioned them toward the bedroom.
A smile, she followed Sasuke absentmindedly toward the room, head still pondering. Then leaning against the bed, staring at the ground, she wasn't paying much attention to the man who was responsible for her condition.
Unbuttoning his shirt, Sasuke was annoyed. 'What is she thinking about this time.'
"…" Annoyed but he still gave her his shirt. She took it but still not paying attention to him. So his pants was next, a pair of sock was kick to her feet. No reaction so he handed her his blue boxer.
"!"
"Hn." 'Finally'
"Eeek. Sasuke-kun!"
Bath time.
[…]
"Just a bath okay?" Standing with her back turned to him, facing the door, she pouted while Sasuke was turning the faucets on and letting streams of steamy water filled up the massive size tub.
"Hn." Totally didn't listen to her, he leaned against the tub rim, watching the soft body in front of him intensely as she slowly removed her dress. Liking the view from behind. His body already twitched in anticipation, feeling the painful arousal hardened. He stood nude and bare, waiting for the Angel to strip her way clear of those annoying articles. A soft rustle, the yellow dress fell down her slender legs. His eyes sparkled.
No matter how many times her bare body was revealed to him, Sasuke couldn't shake off the feeling.
It was raw lust.
Demanding.
Thirst.
Hunger.
Only seeing her back, the curves of her body made his throat dry. Not being able to see everything was torturing. His mind ablazed, eye dilated from desiring the nape of her neck. He just want to surrender his head completely within that sweet region, kissing her skin, hearing her moans, whispering sweet nothing to her ear, inhaling the distinct blossom aroma from her body.
Getting a glimpse of her bouncing flesh excited him more. His hands were jumpy. Annoying at the way her fingers hesitated when she unhooked the clasp behind her back, It was way too slow. Unable to wait any longer, he walked up to her. Harshly yet lightly, he pushed the feeble body against the marble sink.
"Ah!" Gasping from the sudden coolness pressed on her skin. Sakura went weak the instant she felt his hot lips on her shoulder. The change of temperature upon her skin was mind thrilling. Squirming about as his hand worked its way to remove her bra, feeling up the supple flesh in his palms. Kneading it in circular motion, he loved the raw contact. Pink nipples erected, poked thru to alert his nerves of her response.
"Oooh." Heartily moaning her lungs out as he continued to massaged her, Sakura can sense his naughty venture. "Sa...ah sasuke ...kun."
He gave her a kiss to make her shoulder tingled.
A lick down the curving spine so she trembled.
"Ooh!" Sharply curving her back as her upper arm was held down by one of his hand, Sasuke made sure to prevent her from getting away. Kneeling, using the other hand to pull down the matching lingerie, his crazy urge ruled his action.
"Don't… S-sasuke …" Trying to cover up her bareness from him, Sakura felt weaker with each breathes she felt fanning her lower back. Telling her, he was staring.
And indeed, he was. Gluing his eyes to her backside as it revealed to him a hint of her throbbing core, pink folds pulsating, seeping. A different view made him mad, made him want a taste of this forbidden fruit of lust.
Lick.
"Oh!" Pulling her body off the floor to get away from his tongue on her back, she grabbed tight to the faucet. Feet tipsy-toeing as her muscle contracted.
Lick.
"Don't."
"Hn." He showed no sign of stopping.
Kiss.
She was hysterically aroused. Senses sharpened from the trail of his kisses, his licks that dragged from her tailbone, to her lower side of her hip then down to her thigh to make a light hovering path under the curve of her left butt cheek.
"Haaah." He blew a wash of hot air to her core.
"!" Green eyes snapped open. Mouth opened. Her throat cried out an incoherent scream of unexplained pleasure. "Pleaaaase…" Her toes curled. Feet point inward as she felt a strange urge of release. It was too … Blush. "Pleaseeee…." She begged him to stop.
"Hn." Smirking feverishly, his eyes glazed with yearning, seeing the trail of murky liquid dripping, sticking to her thighs. "You're so wet already." His voice haunted her skin.
Suck.
"Wah..."
Slurp.
Slurp.
It was a flash of new sensation. The way he licked her from behind was … So exasperating. Strutting her butt out more into his face because her muscle was constricting weirdly, Sakura's complains were obscured by the endless moans escaping her pink lips. "Oh...Ah…nnn…mmh…" Biting her palm to control her body reaction. The pain wasn't helping at all.
Sensing the girl was reaching her peak, he stopped. His head inched up to rest on her shoulder, pressing his pulsating member against her backside, letting the tip poking between her tender thighs.
Unable to release what was needed, Sakura was frustrated. Eyes closed, she squirmed her body in displeased. But was all forgotten once his hand crawled to the front, slithery moving its digits to stroke her folds. She shivered, feeling his breath fanning her skin.
"Sakura…Look." This malicious man. He could think of anything. Showering her shoulder and neck with kisses, one hand caressed her thighs, the other tugged her ponytail to let her pink hair pooled down.
Emeralds slowly opened. Her face instantly flustered from the scene in front of her, reflecting from the mirror. Powerless, she can't pull her sight away.. Green orbs took in the image of her. Is it really her? Messy hair surrounded her flushing feature. Cheeks blushing, her eyes hazed. Mouth parted from the lack of air. Upper torso sprawled over the vanity top. And there was he.
Sasuke...
His eyes, dark and alluring, were gazing straight at her in the mirror. Without blinking, he licked her shoulder blade, slowly.
Too much, this was too much for her to handle. Straightening out her arms, she wanted to escape. She needed to get away. He was controlling her senses. Assaulting her sanity but she was too late. One finger then two, it drew slowly in and out of her, feeling up her inner wall.
In then out. He began to quicken the motion, "Oh! …Sah …ah…!" Thrusting against his digits, Sakura was holding tight to his arms. Thrashing her head side to side as her body pushed back and forth, from his humping.
Their body jerked in motion. The room was overbearing with moans and grunts, the poundings against the tip of his member brushed lightly each time their body parts met.
"Oh… P-ple…ease…." She begged him to release her.
"Saku…*grunt* Sakura …" His lips hardly parted from her, his fingers swirled in circular motion as it continuously pounce her core. Feeling his member was building up quickly, the way it was gliding, sliding under her was incredible. "...!"He felt pathetic, disturb from such a shallow act but damn his pride. It felt so good.
"Sa-sa...ah" Her mind rave beyond drowsiness, she was in bliss. Even a simple sentence sounded foreign. But the way he subtly hushing it to her ear brought chills to her spine.
Time was forgotten as their motion increased.
"!" Her wall constricted tightly. He felt her tightened around his fingers, suggesting her closing in to release. Thighs tightly closed, squashing his shaft in between as his hip moved. Soft breasts bounced against his arms with each deep breaths she took. "Sasuke-kun!" Screaming,"Oh!" Her lungs gave out. Mind numbed. Whiteness flashed her eyes, overcoming her brain. Her body shook violently under him. A wash of pleasure hit every nerves of hers and so was his, allowing his release to be in sync with her.
Spurt. Spurt.
"Aahh…Hah …. Ha…"
Drip.
Drip.
Hot sultry juice fused with his was trailing down her inner thighs. Body went limp. Her legs gave out, droopily bent. Fallen flat on the now-heated vanity surface, she held his arm tight as her lung fought for air. "Har. Ha… ha…"
Kiss.
"Sasuke-kun…hah…" She whined.
Smirk. He was feeling pretty damn good. Before pulling his fingers from her thighs, he gave a couple teasing stroke, enjoying the way it trembled and soak in slickness.
Relaxing his body on top of her a bit, he kept his member nuzzled nicely between her thighs. Knowing the girl was a bit upset from his playful ministration, Sasuke was careful not to crush the feminine body. He reached to grab her hand and locked their fingers.
"That felt really good." He whispered to her. Amused when she cringed, recoiled her neck from him. Skin blazed with a red tint.
"Mmn…nhm…nhm." Mumbling strange words. Pulling her head up. "You're mean." Settling it down to hide it within her hands.
Chuckle…
Drip. Drip.
"Hn?" Obsidians were puzzled. Shifting his head a bit in her hair, he felt this sudden over drowning wetness slowly covering his feet. Surely, they made quite a mess but it was not enough to make it feel like the bathroom was flooded.
Oh. Wait.
'Shit.'
"?" Still recovering on the sink counter, Sakura turned her head a bit when she felt Sasuke parted from her. Looking up, she saw Sasuke rushed over to turn off the faucet. "oosp…" They were too caught up in the act. Both forgot about the tub and it created a mini waterfall.
"Wah." Good thing that they stopped in time.
She wobbly rushed over to help him turn off the other three.
[…]
Layers and layers of white towel covered the marvelous white marble bathroom floor to soak up the water. Soapy fragrance filled up the air with steam fogged every glass surface in the room.
"Sakura."
"Hm?"
"No mohawk."
Ignoring his displease, she continued to lather his hair with shampoo, playfully pulled his raven lock into a cone on top of his head. "There. Now leave it for three minutes." Satisfied with her detailed work, Sakura stood behind him in the tub, trying hard to hold back her laugh.
"No." He knew it, about to shake the funny looking style off his head. But Sakura yelped, "Wah. Don't," and grabbed his head on the two sides.
"Hn." He gave up only because his back was pressed by something pretty soft, perky at the same time. 'Soft…' But he rather have them bouncing in front of his view. Reaching back, he found her wrists.
"W-wait." Fallen over by Sasuke's action, she landed nicely in between his lap. Soothing water began to flow and wetting her hair from the showerhead in his hand. Taking the nearby shampoo bottle to squirt on her cherrylock. It was his turn.
"Mmn…" She shivered from his fingertips massaging her scalp, obediently sat in his embrace like a tiny kitten.
"…" 'Not good.' Sasuke who was slowly getting turn on, feeling the return of a familiar awakening force in his groin area. It was semi-erected from the suggestive activity they had been doing.
Looking down from above was quite a torture. His hands twitched as the pink peaks of her breast innocently revealed every time the water level splashed back and forth.
"Uh… Sasuke-kun." She whined. "That's not my hair." Noticing where his hands were, firmly massaging her peaks. Making her weak as his fingers pinched her nipples. A kiss to taste the bitterness of the soapy liquid on her skin as well as the tangy taste of the raw flesh, he smirked from the sensation caused by the squirming body.
"Sakura."
"Hm?" Jagged breathing against him. She looked up, meeting his enthralling shady gaze.
He had been hesitant to ask the question; not wanting to make the girl recalled such event. However, curiosity was quite a pain. Now that his mind was clear and stable, he went ahead and asked her before it was lost again.
"That time." Being openly vague. "How… how is it possible that you were there… in time?"
"?" Confused by the way he worded the question. She kept her stare, hoping he would elaborate.
"At the library."
Ah.
"How did you know… to show up at that moment?""
Giggling. "Because I'm your Angel. Therefore, I am always by your side. Anywhere. Any time. Whether you want me or not." Slender hands reached up to hug his neck from behind. Playfully replied to his question.
"!" He eyes softened with her reply. Dipping his head, he latched his lips to her with the most sensual kiss he could offer. Telling her. 'Of course, I always want you.' Their tongues intertwined. Pulling, kneading within the hot cavern of their mouths. Exchanging their tastes.
"Mmmh..mm.." Feeling her neck was giving out, but she couldn't stop. Desperate for more, her arms pulled his head down further, deepened their link. Sucking on their bottom lips as they ignited the kiss from the position. Upside down. Complicate task for the angel but … she was too entrapped by pure bliss to mind.
Taking a quick break, Sasuke released her to turn the body facing him. The lips reconnected again once their eyes met. Softly sucking on her lips, his hands glided up to smooth back the soapy bang to prevent it from getting into her eyes.
"Sakura…" His voice velvety overwhelmed her sense.
Fastened her arms around his neck, Sakura feverishly pulled her body closer, and closer. Imitating his sweet action, she cupped his face. Bringing them up to his forehead, wiping the soapy liquid side way, away from his eyes so that they could maintain their ever-loving exchange. Oh how enticing those gaze. She felt her mind fallen deeper than it could possibly be. Willingly trapped by him.
"Ooh." Loudly moaning without constraints, their body sunk deeper. That aching friction made their head blotched by showing a single sign of breaking apart. He plunged his tongue more, fully feeling all of part of her little muscle. Licking the side, sucking the tip.
She went mad.
Air was over rated. Who needed it when you were kissing an angel. His angel.
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The sound of hair dryer stopped. Followed by a few clanging, banging of the cabinet doors. The entrance of the bathroom was finally opened. Revealing Sakura walking out with a pout on her face.
"Ow. Why did you pinch my … ow…." Rubbing her bottom. She walked to her room with a comb still stuck to her head. Sasuke smirked as he about to pull a tee shirt over his head. But decide not to and settled it on the armchair. He would use it if it gets cold at night, but he was sure. It was pretty useless when there was an angel warming him every second of the night.
Waiting for Sakura to walk in the room, he sat on the bed. Spacing out, he stared at the space on the bed that Sakura had been occupying. Recalling the very first moment they met, he let out a chuckle.
"What are you smirking about?" She broke his trance. Climbing on to the bed, she crawled over to him.
"Nothing." But then he really thought, and replied, "I was thinking where we should go next...for our date." His voice was soft but she caught every word. Smiling wide, she hugged him with all her might, stumbling back into the fluffy bed. The light of the room was off. Two hearts rested peacefully for the night. Preparing them for the next day's bright and early morning.
[...]
While in another part of the city, a soul wept silently.
'Shikamaru. You're soooo going to pay for this.' Ino cried out as she stood with a broomstick and a mop in her hand. In the background, Kurenai sat with a cup of tea, leg swinging back and forth on another.
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o-o-o-o-o
"Heh."
"AAHhhh…"
Push.
"More! More!"
Push.
Push.
"Ahh… You're tearing me … oh… deeper!" She was quite a screamer.
The bed creaked, violently thrashed in to the wall by the commotion on top.
"Oooohh!" Making an 'O' with her lips, the brunette was releasing an orgasm of her lifetime. Exhausted, she fell limply with her torso pushed into the bed. While the man was still ramping from behind. Hard and fast with animalistic rhythm.
"Mmh!" Grunt "…Uh" Grunt. "…ah…" Not stopping, he was pouring his frustration through this bitch. No recollection of how they got to where they were. Such a chaos on the bed.
"!" While pumping fast, he suddenly felt a hand crawled to his chest from behind. Smirking, knowing well that there was another female present.
"Ahh… I want a turn." Hungry voice begged. Running her soft fingertip down touch his member as it was occupied with the task at hand. Feeling his hard shaft went in and out of the other woman.
"Don't" Grunt. "worry. You'll have your turn." Not waiting to finish he pushed the currently limping body off to grab the woman from behind, pushing her back on the bed to thrust deeply in one motion as her legs were spread.
"AH!" Her cries of pleasurable please begin.
"Hmp!" Grunts after grunts, in sync with the mad motion he was driven in to her.
"Itachi-sama…! Do me!" Another voice. No. Two more. Three… 'How many did I bring home?' Looked up from his position on bed. His eyes were wide to find countless number of women standing before him. Quite a sight to see them all naked and bare. Touching themselves, waiting for a turn from him.
This was ridiculous, he sure had brought many ladies home to serve him for the night but three was usually the max.
What is going on? How did this happen?
But before he could find any hint of answer, a hand tugged on his arm from behind. It was the woman that he had just pushed off.
"?!" All of a sudden, his body went limp, falling back and fear suddenly engulfed his conscious. Dark orbs flickered in panic of the fate of his member seeing the hunger and demanding looked on all their faces. Slowly, one by one, advancing toward him like zombies.
"Get off me!" Futile attempt to get free. The numerous numbers of hands pushing, grabbing his body, locked his body down.
Thrashing about, his voice in a flash muted. Unable to let out a scream for help, Itachi felt useless as these mindless zombies were violating him.
'What's is going on?' They were tugging, pulling his limbs. Kissing, tasting his skin. Every free space they could find.
"?" Unexpectedly from afar, the door was opened to let a show of light brightened up the dreadful room. Hoping to find help, Itachi sat up from his position. Hand reaching out.
"…" 'No!' It was like a flash back hitting his body with a thousand ton brick. 'Yumi!' Seeing the blank expressionless face staring at the scene in front of her. She stood aloof. Showing him her long wavy amber locks in braids. Fair skin brutally tainted. Eyes, lifelessly dulled with grayness behind the brim of her glasses. Her school uniform was the same as that day.
She was like a ghost from the past. Is a ghost from the past.
'No. Yumi. Don't'.
The light of the doorway slowly faded. She was being pulled further and further away from him. Helplessly, pathetically, he was reaching out for her. Soundlessly he was screaming her name.
'Yumi!'
But it was all a pathetic fail attempt.
"Itachi! Fuck me." His senses returned to the mob of female on top of him. One by one, then more and more was attacking him. He tried to get out of the mess. Flailing his arms around. Screaming to get them off of him.
"...Gah!"
Itachi woke up in sweat. His throat was tight. Wiping his face off the sweat, eyes frantically glanced around to notice that it was late and safely in his private office. 'It was a dream.' Just any other. Getting off from the launch chair, he strutted over to his desk, blinking lazily. Still exhausted from the unwanted nightmare that had always haunted his night.
With a thud, his body heavily dropped on the grand chair. Itachi leaned back to calm his mind. Hand on his forehead, trying to pull back the image from before. Not of the crazy female zombies but … her.
Opened his eyes, reaching out to the darkness, he searched for the switch on the lamp on his desk.
Grunting in irritation from the sudden change in light, his eyes were blurred for a moment. Resuming his original intention, he reached for the secret drawer. Then pulling out a locked jewel box, within was a locket with the picture of him and …Yumi. He couldn't do it. His mind refused to. It was all because of that day.
o-o-o
"Ita-kun, you're late!" The girl tapped her feet on the ground.
Squinted her nose, playfully narrowing her eyes at him.
"Um. Sorry. I was caught in a meeting."
Reaching to her, he held her hand as they began walking. Feeling disturb.
"Hee. I was just joking. Are you alright? You don't look so well."
She slid her hand up to feel his forehead. Worrying about her boyfriend of 3 years.
They had been dating ever since she was a freshman and he was a senior.
School love story. It was sweet.
"Yumi." He couldn't stand it anymore.
"Hmp?" Energetic eyes looked up to him.
"I'm going to be engaged."
"…"
His heart sunk once her expression turned blank.
"You're joking!" Smacking his head. "Stop teasing me."
"I'm not. Yumi." Pulling her arms.
"…" Her head was hung, hiding.
"Yumi." He called out to her.
A tear dropped on the ground.
"I knew."
"..?" 'She knew…How'?
"Last weekend. This lady came to me and told me."
"…" 'Hana'.
"I thought I would get to spend time with you more. A little bit more before you break this news to me."
She was sobbing now. The lively girl, he loves was crying.
It was all because of him. He caused those tears from her eyes. Every time.
"I guess … I can't hide it anymore." Pulling her hand from him. Keeping a distance.
"Ita-kun. I know how important this marriage is for you and your future."
'No.'
"It's alright. We should stop now before we regret it more."
'Never.'
"I can't hold you back anymore and be selfish like this."
'All I need is you.'
"I can't be the third person."
'The only one I love is you.'
"Ita-kun. Please, forget me."
She took all the courage she had to turn around, her feet about to jolt, carry her far away from him.
However.
He pulled her back.
And with two words. She melted.
"Let's elope."
[…]
Standing at the train station's gate, Itachi with a bag on his shoulder. Ready to go.
Waited eight hours for her.
She didn't show up.
She never did show up.
Because the next morning.
The headline of the newspaper was…
.
.
.
.
.
.
Raped dead female body found
His world crashed in to eternal darkness since.
o-o-o
VRMM. VRRM
The message vibration of his phone woke him from the anguish past. Shaken his head to lessen off the pain, he reached for his phone. But only to knock off the stack of folders on his desk, annoyed, he reached down to retrieve them. Eyes perked in interest with one content.
They were pictures of his little brother and his girlfriend neatly confined by a paperclip. Pulling the clip off, he looked at them again. Blankness was his expression as he viewed the picture of their moment. Loving moment.
Narrowing his eye, he tossed the pictures back into the folder and grabbed his phone
-New Message—
I'm back.
Quickly, he dialed the sender.
-'Hey'- The other line answered.
"I want you to keep an eye on them… twenty four seven"
o-o-o-o-o
o-o-o-o-o
The blueness of dawn painted the clear sky. The sun was still hiding behind the thick blanket of fog, indicating the day to be bright and sunny with warmth. Within a grand room, under the over fluffed sheet. A small movement was detected.
Shuffle.
Climb over.
"Fuuu…"
A light breath was blown into his ear. Sasuke instantly brushed his hand over his ear to soothe away the prickliness. Still asleep, he ignored the soft weight on his back, sitting, sprawling on top.
Poke.
"Fuuuuu…"
"Mmh." Annoy and irritate, his brows came together.
"Fuuuuuu…."
"Sakura." Gruff voice from tiredness, without opening his eyes, his head dug deeper into the pillows. Hands covered his ears.
Pout.
"Sasuke-kun. You're going to get fat if you don't get up." Informing him it was time for his morning running routine. The very activity he had frequently ignored to catch up his sleep since his nighttime was pretty busy. Wink.
"Eep!" In a rushing moment, Sakura was on her back staring up to a pair of idle orbs gazing at her. Hand on her hip, the other grabbed her shoulder, pushing it up to reveal the bareness of her neck.
Kiss.
"Wah!" Her body shuddered by his act. No matter how many times, he knew instantly how to make her weak in second. A breath was held as his hand ran across her rib cage. She pushed her hand against his chest.
"Sa-sasuk-ke kun-n… St-top."
"What Sakura, I changed my morning routine." Smirking. "Don't you know? This is even better than running."
Fused her brow, Sakura gave him a hard shove. "Halt!" Breathing heavily, steadying her mind. "Stop." She warned him.
Chuckle. Seeing the girl trying her best to refuse him, it amused him to no end how she was clueless of his true intention times after times. Wanting. Craving her to let him in. But. It was alright. No rush.
It would be a steady pace.
He was more concern of her than his need. [Pfft. Yea right.]
She was his need.
[…]
"Hinata?"
"Uhm. She's picking me up later. We're going to a museum exhibition." Smiling back at Sasuke as he gulped down a bottle of water.
Sitting on the stool, semi drenched in sweat after his running session, Sasuke calmly sat waiting for his breakfast. Somewhat feeling serene, a good way to start their week. He could sense that somehow, it would be a smooth time passing with his angel. No dramas. No random events that would disturb them. And he wasn't wrong. It was a trouble free week.
While he was at work, Sakura would spend time with Ino and/or Hinata, then recently with the addition of Kurenai. The mention of the woman hanging out with her made Sasuke's skin crawled. As if Ino wasn't enough trouble, added the abnormal female, Sakura's mind would be filled with unneeded knowledge that should only be taught by him. And he was doing quite a decent teaching job almost every night. [Smirk]
Then meeting with Sakura after work made him more relaxed from the tension caused by the office and being surrounded by Naruto and Tsunade. His thought of wanting to replace the whole entire staff team seemed to be forgotten now. However, the infamous bad temper and irritation hardly disappeared. Continuously terrorized the people he held power over was still a common thing.
Then the short encounters with his father and brother here and there. Nothing much from that since he hardly ever care.
Sakura had the easiest time of all to the others. She was actually bored out of her mind when she wasn't hanging out with the girls or already finished the chores around the house.
[…]
"I can't believe you really did get a fingerprint lock." Laughing as she carried a tray of snack over to the living room.
"Hn." Recalling the moment earlier when his lock was changed, Sasuke made sure the only two people allowed access was him and her.
Enjoying a Friday night that had been decided to be a watch-whatever-movie that was currently playing on the tv, they sat comfortably meshed into each other. Sakura with her legs folded on the sofa, rested between his thighs. Sasuke wasn't complaining much that they were watching one of those epic annoying love dramas since he got this bundle of softness in his hold.
Lightly wrapped her waist with his broad hands. Seductively used his fingertips to tap on her hips lightly, waiting for that shortness of breath.
"Gasp!" She squirmed for his gratification. About to attack her shoulder when she cried out.
"Oh no. Why didn't he tell her? Aw. They're in such a mess." She was only upset about the stupid drama that her breathing was shortened.
'The helz.' He was getting less attention than the main actor in a crappy show. Annoyed, but sign. Repeat these sentences in his head many many times. 'I will not get mad. I will not flip her over and …' He needed to train his brain to regain the control that it once possessed. Damn it. He really had turned into a paper tiger by this angel's wrath.
"Aw. Look. She's going to kill herself. Aw…Don't do that." Disturb from the stupidity of the main character in the love story. She pouted.
Narrowing his eyes, he mocked the person who directed the movie. "Where did she get that rope if she just ran into the forest?" Yes. Sasuke Uchiha actually indeed was paying partial attention to it.
"Eh…"
Grabbing the remote from her hand. He was sure she would not complain if he changed the channel at all. Flipping through a couple stations. Ah. This movie would do fine. Horror. The perfect genre for the moment. Any man would admit it, the only reason they would watch horror was so that the girlfriends would cling to them from the horrid scenes. A great way to show his superiority.
But. Damn it.
It was doing nothing to the girl, she actually enjoyed watching the story line that he believed … was not bad. It was much better than the one they just watched. Green eyes watched the screen intensely. Body stiffened from the anticipation. All Sasuke did was waiting for the perfect moment.
"Wah!" Grabbing his shirt, she turned around to hide her eyes from the disclosure of the creeper's true appearance.
Smirk. He looked down, amused. Even when she was scared, her curiosity was overpowering. Glancing from the side, she peeked through the gap. Her pulses calmed down once the climax of the movie was over. Breathing normally she sat back in her original position, back rested lightly against his. Feeling strange when she noticed the deep pounding of his heart., Sakura quietly giggled a bit, thinking he must also be scared by the movie.
Truthfully, it was her fault. The movie did nothing to him. But having her clinging to him that tight, did stir up … something. 'Fuck it.' Forcing his breathing pattern to be normal. But the realization that she was hardly wearing anything underneath the big baggy tee shirt of his, filled with head with thoughts. Many thoughts.
They resumed watching the movie until…
"!" And of course, Sasuke didn't know. He honestly had no idea. Good luck somehow unintentionally rolled his way because it wouldn't be a good horror movie without an explicit scenes. He silently smirked as the two main characters get it on the screen. As expected, feminine hand reached out to retrieve the remote. Time to change the channel again. But…
Pull.
"?" Green eyes blinked non stop as her back hit the backrest of the sofa. Stomach clenched with Sasuke hovering over her tiny form. Body gracefully moved with full out known intention. Trapping her with his limbs, Sakura was melting deeper into the soft furniture. He was just too… alluring. Biting her lips, skin flinched from aching to touch him.
The obnoxious moaning sound exploding from the stereo system wasn't helping either of them. Making their bodies flustered. Stomach squirmed like a roller coaster every time the moan was louder or hushed. Kissing, sucking, and licking … those erotic purrs provokingly echoed. Were they like that? Did they make those noises too? Shuddered as the actress screamed from her orgasmic release. Sakura's ears tickled from hearing, aching from lack of visual because …
All she could see was him, his broad shoulder. Handsome feature of his face was knocking her mind, making her breath harsher with each beating second.
Dainty hand reached up to satisfy her urge. Fingertips tingled. Cupping his face, running her hand about the line of his jaw. Obsidian softly closed to feel the supple touch, parting his lip lightly. Let his eyes drowned by the image of her, Sasuke enclosed his trap, embracing her feeble body. Dipping his head to end his wanting hunger of her plump lips.
The sound in the air no longer only consisted of the artificial cries of lust but the raw, unrestrained moan and whimper from two extremely frustrated bodies. Stupidly addicted, sexually aroused minds.
Yes. She was half way where he wanted her to be. Maybe a little more.
A little more.
And what Sasuke didn't know and Sakura hadn't realized was, while he was the king in the nonexistence chess game, she was the queen. His mighty role was canceled from lack of movement on the board while she on the hand, had the advantage. The Ice King unknowingly, continuously, shed layers and layers of ice surrounding his heart. At the same time, Sakura utterly oblivious to being pulled further and further away from the untainted. It was a strategic game that neither could win because both were losing to each other.
o-o-o-o-o
o-o-o-o-o
"Say Ahhh…" Cutely brought a takoyaki ball up to feed the man walking beside her.
Surrendered to her act, submissively bent his head to let her fed him. Sasuke quietly enjoy the savor of the delicious treat.
Smile, she popped one in her mouth. Having no idea how many she ate. It was just too good. Pouting, she exclaimed. "It's too bad they only opened on Sunday. This tastes so good." Riled up in glee.
"Hn." Settled his hand on her hip, they walked in sync after a long day of roaming Konoha's vender streets.
The park was cleared from its usual visitors due to the setting sun. The horizon shined with crimson hue, the sun lazily hung around for a few moments. The two felt secluded as they commence on walking through the park, the quick way to get home.
They weren't in a hurry but a change of scenic was nice. Beside, nature appeared to be joyous for them, since the leaves were greener, the wind was softer, the air was gentler. Leisurely pacing about on the paved walkway, they passed the cherry blossom garden where sweet aroma lingered every step they took. The lake gleamed, reflecting the scenery upon its calmed surface.
"!" 'Swing set.' Excitement wrapped around Sakura as the playground peeked from afar. Being on the swing, wavering back and forth up high would return her love for being airborne. Even if it was monotonous, not even enough in comparison to roaming a hundred thousand feet in the air. She still loved it. Tugging on to Sasuke's arm, she pulled him along.
Not questioning, he followed after the girl. Seeing her animated laugh made him interested. What was so appealing ahead?
It hit him lightly, realizing where her focus was. Amused at her childish character. Getting closer to the playground, their steps slowed down. Luckily, for Sasuke, it was vacant from annoying little brats. Well. Except for one.
Bap. Bap. Bap.
"?" 'Ryu?' The two was amazed to see the little boy, alone, playing with a baseball by himself in the middle of the field. Totally ignoring the swing set, Sakura led Sasuke into a different direction. Closing up their gap with the boy.
"Ryu?" Angelic voice called to him.
Shocked, he turned around after catching the ball in his hand. A bright smile suddenly lit up the boy's face once he recognized the two.
"Sakura-nee-chan. Sasuke-nii-chan." Overly enthusiastic seeing the two again, he dash over to glomp Sakura in a bear hug. The girl sweetly returned the affection.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" Asking, she was worried.
"I'm waiting for grandma to get back from grocery shopping. And I wasn't alone all the time. My friends and I were playing here earlier. It's just that their moms called them home for dinner." At the mention of 'mom', his voice choked. However, with his strong mind, Ryu didn't show a tint of sadness.
"Let's wait together for your grandma okay?" She glanced up to get an agreeing response from Sasuke. His nonchalant looked trying to cover it up gave it away. He wasn't going to leave the boy alone in the park too.
[…]
"Come on now boy. You're taking too long."
"…" How in the world did he end up here? No idea. All he knew was that one moment he was showing off his baseball skill. The next second, Ryu's grandmother showed up and eagerly invited them to spend dinner. And now he was engaged in a game of Go with a professional player. It was nothing like chess.
Making his move, Sasuke smirked inwardly seeing the old man fused his brows together. How his random moves could make a five decades Go player stuck was a mystery.
"Wah. Grandpa you're losing!" Ryu on the side was laughing.
As the three males sat in the center living of the house, Sakura was helping with the kitchen duty in a small but cozy kitchen. The house itself was not big if compared to Sasuke's but it was a pleasant average size family home.
Strangely feeling awkward, this was the first time he spent in an ordinary household. All his life, Sasuke was surrounded with glam and high-class luxury. Spoiled with extravagance; he hardly ever had to worry about a single material need except ...
What was this? He was clueless. Stomach churned uncomfortably. Was he sick? He didn't know.
[...]
"Itadakimasu!"
Seated around the small size dinner table, where, no matter how much you avoid, you would make contact with another person. With Sakura sat closely next to him, Ryu on the other side, and his grandparents to complete the circle of a family table, Sasuke felt out of place for a moment, not because of his height but the warming atmosphere. He sat aloof until Sakura nudged him to start eating.
It tasted different, it was good. Not as good as Sakura's cooking. But it tasted …
K-lang. His arms failed to support the rice bowl in his hand.
"?" Seeing Sasuke almost toppled over made Sakura worried. "Are you okay?" She patted his shoulder.
"Are you sick lad?" The old man asked him.
"Is something wrong with the food?" His wife added.
"Niichan do you want something to drink?" Ryu offered a glass of juice to him.
His chest clenched tightly. 'What is this?' So strange. He felt constricted. Hearing all the concerns toward him, Sasuke wanted to respond but he couldn't find a way to. His tongue tied for a flashing second.
"I-I'm fine. Thank you."
Merriment returned to the full family table dinner.
[…]
"Wah. I'm so full." Patting her tummy, delighted from the content inside. It was a good no … a great dinner. "It was fun wasn't it? Sasuke-kun." Tighten her hold around his arm. Their steps were light as the route back home was almost over.
"Yes." He actually enjoyed it very much. It was … pleasant.
"Mrs. Masaki said she'll teach me how to make that curry dish from dinner. You seemed to really like it." She smiled at him.
"Hn."
"I can't believe how much fun Ryu's grandparents are. They're so sweet. Even though Mr. Masaki has this distance … strictness with him. He's just a really nice man with his wife. And Ryu. He's really happy."
"…"
"Losing both parents in a day like that must be hard for him. But at least he's smiling and enjoying …OFFP!" Shocked by his sudden embrace. "S-sasuke-kun?" Puzzled, she stood with her face buried in his chest. His heart was pounding against her ear. Bringing her hand up to mirror his action. Sakura felt the agony from him, exposing his loneliness. He held her with wanting grasp as if she would flutter away and all of this was only a dream.
They submersed totally into each other tenderness. Caressing his back, showing him her warmth, telling him she wasn't going to sprout wings and fly away.
He softened.
"Let's go home?" Whispered to him, she smiled as she felt a nod.
Calmed, delicate wind rustled the branches, picking up the blossom petals to swirl around them. The scenery was tremendously enchanted like a fairytale. And he was the prince who was rescued by the princess. The beautiful angelic princess, who gradually liberated his inept feeling from the containment that was locked away in the deepest conscious of his mind. Helping him step by step, little by little. Recovering his heart.
Happy New Year, be utterly grateful to have all your loved ones with you. =)