Chapter 2: And I Had All of You
Naruto stood on top of the Hokage monument looking at the village she had dedicated her life to; the very fine wrinkles around her eyes deepening as she squinted. The village she had been so happy in - truly;
once, many years ago.
Uchiha Sasuke fucks the way he fights – all in, with no mercy, and with the full intention of being the last one. Naruto discovers that a couple of months after Sasuke is released.
Sasuke is released but still heavily mistrusted. At first, he is under heavy surveillance with ANBU guards surrounding the Uchiha compound and watching him from afar day and night. Naruto goes to visit him - he is still not allowed to leave the compound and roam the village freely. Sasuke does not mind - all he wants to see from the village is her anyway. He finds himself anticipating her company in a way he does not quite understand. The tension between Sasuke and Naruto and their rivalry is very much alive and buzzing in the air every time they are close; takes a small spark before they are yelling at each other, insults ringing in the air and Naruto is charging at him; the ANBU guards jump in and separate them - they soon get used to that. Even if Naruto and Sasuke were left to fight to exhaustion, the tension was still crisply buzzing in the air, the friction audible, never gone, never satisfied; only left them more riled up and fueled their rivalry.
The truth about the Uchiha clan and Itachi starts coming out - people soften, become somewhat more willing to forgive Sasuke; Itachi's name becomes synonymous with a hero, a true shinobi willing to sacrifice everything for the safety and prestige of their village and even those who half understand the circumstances cheer on. Naruto keeps proclaiming how important Sasuke was in ending the war and killing Madara, Kaguya, and yes, and he almost killed you too, they say; and Sasuke sees that it pains Naruto, but she smiles and keeps advocating for him. His sheltered heart begins to open up and he knows he does not deserve her kindness.
Sasuke likes the quiet of his home; only enjoys the noise when Naruto visits. Somehow, it is not noise but presence, like the rays of the morning sun waking you up. They talk about all and nothing and Sasuke appreciates that she does not push to ask him the difficult questions. Sasuke recognizes now that Naruto has really been his most loyal friend; possibly - his only friend. Everything about her grounds him and at the same time riles him up, makes his stoic persona lose control.
He is working in the garden and Naruto visits, smiles and excitedly tells him his guards have been all but dismissed, isn't that great teme?! , gives him a blinding grin. Sasuke becomes acutely aware that they are almost alone for the first time in a long while and something in him shifts.
Neither one of them brings up what happened in the cell. Not verbally, but they both feel something has changed. One day they are fighting inside and Sasuke does not answer this time, his dark gaze lingering on her heavily; walks into her, backing her up briskly into the wall and his tongue is plunging with force into her receptive mouth. Tan fingers wind up in dark locks and teeth clash and it is just so fucking aggressive, a different fight for dominance. Strong hips wrap against him and he thrusts his hips against her on instinct and he is so fucking hard against her cunt it almost hurts. She fucking bites his lip - has the audacity grin in a silent challenge, a hue of red to her eyes overlapping some surprise. Sasuke growls, grabs her jaw: Are you ready to take responsibility for provoking me? bites her collarbone to mark her and his black eyes burn with the edge fighting had not brought him in a while. Fuck, Sasuke, just...fuck! She pushes him off her and their teeth cling again in an open-mouthed dirty kiss. He cannot breathe, there is a fire in his nostrils as he yanks her to his bedroom, I want you on my bed, now, and she is his rival again, testing his patience and temper with her juicy kisses, her sultry body flush against him. Their fucking is so aggressive, it trumps their sparring in intensity and satisfaction. His chest burns with possessive pride - he is the first man to take her, the only one to see her open like that and so fucking sultry; she comes undone so fucking beautifully; possession keeps sipping into his being when he sees the marks he leaves on her body.
And Uchiha Sasuke is now filled with an emotion stronger than the need for revenge: the need to completely and utterly possess.
The soft warmth of the summer evenings has them training outside until late.
The crisp air buzzes with the song of crickets playing their music into the warm summer evening. The branches of the tomato trees hang low, heavy with their fruit. The porch has forgotten shinobi equipment laying around, scattered as if in a hurry; the porch door is open and inside sun-kissed fingers are tightly wound into black hair. Moans and heavy sighs ring in the house and travel outside to mix with the song of the crickets. Sasuke is holding up her hips, almost to her shoulders, spreading her shamelessly and eating her out, two slim and long fingers dipping inside her with slow pumps. Naruto is flushed, spread out and on the hard wooden floor like that, open for him to see; wriggling her fingers in his hair like it is possible for him to tongue her little clit even harder. Tan arms shake and her slim hips close around him and she is spasming with the force of her hard orgasm; Sasuke leers in every little bit of pain her pulling his hair in ecstasy brings him: she is fully present with him -loud, passionate, expressive. Naruto is a melted mess on the floor now and almost comes undone again when Sasuke licks the fingers he fucked her with, closes his eyes to savor the taste of her essence.
She is ready to clash with him again, their rivalry still very real and tangible in the air; spins her around and eases himself into her so deeply, shivers run through her. His hard chest is flush to her back; holds her hips unforgivingly, his thrusts are hard and the scrapes on her knees from sucking him off by the lake yesterday sting and reopen, and the sting is almost pleasant, laces her pleasure as he fucks her core.
Dark eyes follow her swift movements in the training hall. Pink lips move quickly as she speaks to another shinobi and Sasuke does not like the way the man's gaze lingers on her. She hands him something—a scroll—and her weight shifts from her left leg to the right, her back now facing Sasuke. Dark eyebrows come together in a frown. Sasuke wants her and her time only to himself. Pale fingers shove shuriken and kunai in his pouches, then he secures the pouches to his waist and stands up to leave. He throws one last glance at her over his shoulder, face unreadable but dark eyes burning. They will be going on a mission together later tonight, he reminds himself. When they are in the village other people constantly want her attention, her time, her presence, and she gives it to them. They deprive him of her, don't they know how vital she is to him?
The mission is simple, their orders instruct them to deliver a series of scrolls to important people, starting with a scroll to the daimyo of a small neighboring civilian village. Orange and pink paint the sky and the squad decides to call it a night. A guest house two blocks down will be their home for the night- they will be leaving at dawn to continue their mission. Naruto can feel his scorching gaze on her as they wait to check-in. She looks up into his sharp eyes with hesitance. Strained breath races through his nostrils and her fingertips burn with the desire to touch him.
The force he slams her against the wall with would be too much for anyone, but she can handle it because they are equals - they fought to the death to prove it. Sasuke wraps a strong hand around her tan throat and she winds tan fingers in his hair, fisting hard, slamming their lips together in an open-mouthed kiss. Dark lust and electrifying chakra buzz around them in a volatile mix and it is not long before Sasuke is holding Naruto down on the bed and slamming into her; veins pop up in his forearms as she convulses with the intensity of her orgasm, coats his dick with her cum juices. She growls - sharp canines graze along his chest and Sasuke's Sharingan meets her red feral gaze – tangible evidence of how their passion causes them to lose control and restraints. They fuel each other's fury, the aggression getting them both off. Sasuke does not know what to make of the fact that the edge of violence gets them both off so shamefully hard. He spills his cum inside her, desperate to mark her from the inside as well.
He looks into tired blue eyes as they catch their breath. They have discovered a new expression of their rivalry and a whole new dimension of their bond. Whenever they felt anger rising, they would just fuck the shit out of each other and put it behind them. At first, they fucked over fights, when there were fists and insults flying and in the next moment Naruto would be on her knees in the training grounds, swallowing Sasuke's pulsing cock and then he would flip her over and take her standing against a tree, her back scraping against the hard bark; she let out profanities as she slammed against his thrusts. Then they would fuck over the smallest annoyances, not over real fights anymore, until it got so routine that they forgot to fight and only fucked instead. Playing with a strand of blond hair, the hazy blue eyes closing sleepily, Sasuke knows that it has become so much more than an expression of their conflicting personalities. He still does not know what to make of it, but he knew it wasn't casual for her anymore either. Dark possession grips at his throat and he knows that he won't be able to bear to see her with another man.
Naruto starts staying over during some nights. Sasuke wakes up violently in screams, his nightmares coming to life at night. Naruto soon learns this happens to him often and she quietly sits in bed - she learned not to touch him while his PTSD is acute. He paces around the room holding his head, then he opens the window, splashes water on his face. Naruto walks to the bathroom, sees Sasuke breathing slower now, hunched over the sink. Now she walks to him and touches his back gently, then wraps her arms around him. He puts a hand over hers – he is broken, and she is beautifully putting him back together.
One night when Naruto is sleeping in her apartment, she wakes up, her ninja senses fully on. Sasuke appears from inside the kitchen and approaches her bed, sits, and grabs the back of her neck, yanking her into an open-mouthed, dirty kiss.
"Naruto… couldn't sleep". Naruto swallows all Sasuke leaves unsaid with his desperate kisses and the moon is witness to their rough lovemaking under the window, the fact that he came to her first warming her heart, reminding her how hard she fought for him - and the fight is not over.
A knock on the door one day makes Sasuke glance at the door suspiciously: it was not Naruto. He is surprised to see Sakura hesitantly standing at his door, a pink hue on her cheeks. "I took your address from the hospital... I hope you don't mind." Sasuke does not mind her company for a little bit - he is one of the people he hurt, he recalls with a clenched jaw. She proposes to make them the tea she brought to go with the salty muffins she brought, "because I remember you don't like sweets, Sasuke-kun." She chirps and looks away from him again. Sasuke regards her from the table - she is beautiful but much more timid than Naruto, much more compliant. She could not oppose him the way Naruto could; could not be equal to him. "Where in the world do you keep your plates?" Sakura goes through his cabinets; pauses when she opens a cabinet stocked up with ramen. She is silent for a few moments, then glances at the garden to see Sasuke growing sunflowers, then slowly to the obnoxiously orange plate drying at the drying rack, the scattered sealing scrolls in the corner, and the unmade, clearly very used recently bed, with an orange and black jacket on the ground. Then green eyes travel to Sasuke's dark ones and Sasuke sees the exact moment Sakura's heart breaks.
Sasuke is still under surveillance although very minimal. He has started regaining the trust of the authorities and of the Hokage. But when the guards report back to Tsunade that the village's hero, the next promised Hokage was fucking the village's traitor, Tsunade was angry with Naruto, we could have found you someone less destructive to your reputation to fuck, gaki.
When Naruto takes his hand in public and tells her friends they are together, they are disappointed in her; shout words of caution but she can't hear, silences them with the screams of her pleasure.
They disapprove, this dark man staining Konoha's bright hero; shameful.
Sakura stops talking to her and with her jaw clenched, this is just life, not everything is perfect, Naruto says, and gives herself to Sasuke again. Hadn't Sakura already seen what Naruto's bond with Sasuke could withstand?
They become each other's close support and when Sasuke tells her he is ready to visit Itachi's grave, she is silent when she takes his hand and holds him when he falls apart.
It's been a year since Sasuke was released and they clean out the rest of the Uchiha manor. One day Sasuke takes her hand, will you follow me on one more adventure together? His soft smile makes her chest tingle and he leads her through tunnels from the main house to an underground shrine. There, the soft light of the flaming torch casts a light on their faces and he explains that that is where all of the Uchiha were married.
Marriage for an Uchiha is forever. Everyone knows an Uchiha loves desperately, until the end and long beyond. An Uchiha's love is legendary: so devastatingly committing and deep. This is the curse of the Uchiha clan: their greatest vulnerability.
Naruto kisses him with tears, and that is the night when they kneel down in the shrine and, following old Uchiha tradition, they are handfasted and married. A dark ring - made of a rare black precious metal passed on from generations of Uchihas - adores each of their hands. The dark knot in Sasuke's chest tightens more.
They announce an engagement publicly, and coincidentally, the next day Tsunade officially names Naruto her successor and starts training her.
Life is good for Uchiha Sasuke.