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Well guys, this was perhaps the most painful chapter to
write, and the further I got into it the more I said to myself “Hell, I should
have just ended this thing at chapter IX”. But alas I promised everyone else
and myself that I would finish this thing, so I did. Now I know you won’t
listen to me, and I know that because I’m saying this you will probably do
exactly as I tell you NOT to do, but I’m saying it anyways.
Don’t read this chapter. It was forced, it was closed up far
too quickly, and it’s essentially totally unnecessary for this story and it
will probably ruin the whole thing for you. So if you enjoyed the fic thus far, I encourage you to NOT read this chapter and
skip to the Epilogue I’ll be posting soon after.
Oh, and I’ll address my reviewer’s comments and questions in
the epilogue as well.
Chapter X
Heaven and Earth
Most people who come into this world live their lives as
they come and then eventually die. But for some, they begin to realize that
living is not the same as just being alive and that realization changes them
forever. Sometimes we forget that we’re all on this planet together, and that
even though it may be hard and it may be painful, we still have to live with
each other. It’s those connections, those bonds we share with each other that
truly define what our life means and gives us some proof of existence in
exchange. Sometimes these connections run even deeper, where that level of
trust stems to something more primal, more intimate. When this happens, those
two people desperately hold onto each other, thirsty for that sense of connection.
This is what we call ‘Love’. Throughout history, people have struggled for a
way to express this powerful emotion. Sometimes it comes in the form of words,
sometimes in lovers’ embraces; other times just a smile and a fleeting kiss.
But perhaps the strongest way to express this feeling is through silence, a
silent understanding, and silent voices that sing out above all others.
Sakura didn’t even need to open her eyes to feel the weight
of Naruto’s arms wrapped around her body, hands
entwined in her hair. She basked in the memories of last night, letting the
sensations roll across her body yet again, a smile blossoming across her face.
She pressed her pink lips against the skin on his arm, letting the aroma, the
taste pass her lips. Intoxicating. The salty taste of
his skin sent shivers through her body as she pulled herself against his ever
warm body. Sakura’s quivers of joy seemed to rouse Naruto
as she felt his hand start to stroke the back of her head. His strong hand rand
its finger through Sakura’s pink hair letting it fall gently back to the side
of her face. His eyes finally struggled open as he looked down and the beauty
in his arms. She looked up at him, looked into those sapphire eyes glowing with
so much life and love. She figured he would say something like “It’s ok Sakura,
I understand if you thought it was a mistake.” Or “We can pretend like it never
happened if you want.” On the contrary, everything felt more than perfect for
Sakura as she looked back into his eyes, struggling to find the first words she
would say to him. “Naruto…”
He just smiled in understanding, “It’s alright, I know…”
Sakura nodded in happiness, nuzzling her nose and face into
the soft skin of his chest. His hands slowly traced the contours of her back,
letting his fingertips memorize every curve and groove. Sakura purred from Naruto’s touch, letting her lips find the skin of his chest
and her tongue toy with the soft flesh. Naruto
jerked, stifling his laughter; Sakura giggled, “You’re ticklish there too?”
Naruto looked around nervously, “Maaaaybe” he toyed.
Sakura smirked, “smartass” and let her tongue run up the
middle of his chest, though this time Naruto let out
more of a moan than anything else. Sakura bit her lip seductively, “Hmm do you
like that?” Naruto was about to respond with
something clever when his stomach beat him to it, letting out a low growl.
“Hungry?” she asked.
“Starving.” He smirked, pulling her
lips to meet his own.
---
“Please Kiba, lets do it again!”
begged Hinata resting on Kiba’s
chest.
“Good god woman! That’s the 12th time already, gimme a five minute break!”
Hinata sighed, “Well if you can’t
keep up…I just always thought you said you were an animal,” as she closed her
teeth on Kiba’s neck, her fingers digging into his
back.
Kiba shuddered in pleasure as his
overused manhood started to rise again. “God you are too cruel…”
Hinata hummed, “You love it” and
grasped his member victoriously.
---
Ino’s head was throbbing from the
hangover that was ravaging her brain. She knocked lightly on Choji’s apartment door, silently rehearsing what she
planned to say to him. Suddenly the door opened and Choji
appeared in the threshold. Ino looked up at young man
who somehow encompassed the entire threshold of the door. She felt a burning
sensation between her legs, her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she
passed out, collapsing to the ground.
---
“Happy Birthday Sakura,” Naruto
whispered into Sakura’s ear, his arms wrapping around her stomach, pulling her
against his chest as she flipped pancakes.
“Hmmm thank you,” she hummed happily snuggling against him. Naruto’s cooking abilities extended to making buttered
toast but Sakura still didn’t mind helping out with the rest. At the very least
he provided some warmth, though Sakura hadn’t made much attempt to clothe herself either. She hadn’t felt like putting on her dress
from the night before and instead was sporting a half-buttoned up shirt she had
randomly found in Naruto’s closet. Her new necklace
hung neatly on her partially exposed chest and the feel of the cool stone ring
reminded her of what happened in the past couple months. With that thought, Naruto let go of her waist and moved to the nearby toaster
to pull out the now slightly blackened bread. Sakura just shook her head and Naruto hastily pulled the hot toast out, burning his
fingers in the process. “Seriously I need to teach you how to cook, you can’t survive on toast and ramen all the time you
know!”
“I would like that very much Sakura-chan.”
He replied. Sakura just nodded approvingly. She knew he was looking right at
her on purpose but she wasn’t going to look over at him. She knew as well as he
that if she did, he would capture her with those eyes of his and lose control,
throwing herself into his arms and kiss him…repeatedly. No, she wouldn’t let
him have the satisfaction of winning…then again she would also be denying
herself the satisfaction of losing. Her eyes slowly wandered towards Naruto’s, and not a moment after their eyes met, she felt
herself leaping into his arms and letting her lips dance with his. Damn, she
had given in and let him win…she would have to get him back later for it…
“Alright Sakura, go get back in bed now.”
He said with conviction as they separated.
“Uh…excuse me?” she scowled.
“Well it wouldn’t be right if you served yourself your
birthday breakfast in bed now would it?”
“So let me get this straight,” she said mockingly, “I got
out of bed, to make breakfast, so I could get back in bed, and you could carry
it in for me to eat in bed?”
“Well…” Naruto looked around nervously,
preparing for the much expected beating, “I figured we could do it that way, or
I could just ruin the whole thing due to my….lacking abilities in the kitchen.”
It was….cute in a way. It made sense that he wouldn’t want
to ruin it, though his methods to get around it were a bit unorthodox…then
again that’s what made it cute, it was just…Naruto.
Simply Naruto…and she loved it.
“Alright, I’ll let it slide this once.” She laughed as she
strolled off back towards the bedroom, “Don’t take too long, I don’t want our
breakfast to get cold alright?” Naruto didn’t return
for longer than she had hoped, but when he wobbled through the bedroom door,
breakfast trays teetering on one hand. Of all the times Naruto
used his shadow replications for useless things in everyday life, he seemed to
forget the technique in a situation where it would actually help. “Something
wrong with your other hand?” she asked.
“Well,” he set the trays on the bed, “I needed the other
hand for these…” he offered pulling his right hand from behind his back to
revile a bouquet of flowers the rivaled the beauty of Ino’s
shop. It was sickeningly romantic, and Sakura loved every bit of it. It was
straight out of a fairy tale and it was so sickeningly sweet and romantic that
she let it roll over her sense in drowning intoxication. Never had she imagined
anyone would bring her flowers and breakfast in bed on her birthday; that was
only fantasies that she dreamed about and never expected to actually happen.
“Someone like you should always wake up to flowers in the morning.” He said
softly, putting the tray in front of her and putting the flowers in some water
next to her.
“Oh?” she asked, “And what do you mean by that?”
“Well…” he blushed, “You are very precious to me Sakura…even
on my coldest, loneliest days I would just need to see you smile once, and that
would make my day. To me, you are…I don’t even know how to say it…”
“Then don’t” she smiled, “Though with all those flowers, it
would probably just be easier if I stayed here all the time with you.”
Naruto’s eyes glistened with the
slight wetness that was forming in them, “I would like that very much Sakura-chan.”
---
Neji shot up in bed, sweat poring
down his face. His fingers pressed into his eyes as he tried to forget the
dream he had just suffered. Filled with so many improper thoughts; thoughts a
young Hyuuga should not be having and certainly not
be dreaming about. He shuddered at the idea of doing such unholy things, and
with Tenten nonetheless. He could still feel the warm,
wet sensation on his neck as she ran her tongue down the back of his neck. “Good
morning sleepyhead” Tenten moaned in Neji’s ear, his eyes widening in horror as the realization
of last night’s events washed over him. It was no dream.
A pale arm wrapped around Neji, a tongue
circling the inside of his ear slowly. A gasp escaped his lips, “Tenten…this…no…we can’t…it’s not right…”
The young girl behind him just laughed, “Your complaints
didn’t last long last night,” she smirked as her second hand plunged under the
covers. Neji’s complaints did indeed cease as a cool
hand wrapped itself around Neji already straightening
manhood. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his body grew limper the
harder his erection became. “That’s a good boy, you know you like it…” she
whispered into his ear, smirking from her victory over his reservations yet
again. With this reborn confidence, Tenten was soon kneeling above Neji
who was now flat on his back. Without a moments hesitation you took his sex and
presented it lovingly to the now dripping opening that was between her legs.
Before lowering herself onto her lover, she gently too his hands and cupped
them around her petite breasts which he, to her everlasting pleasure, rolled
them gently in his soft hands. Passion overtook you female nin, making her legs give out and dropping her body
onto his own. They both gasped as the sensation of his sex parting her own and sliding into Tenten’s
petite frame. With the sudden influx of sensation, Tenten
fell forward, supporting her self with her arms planted on either side of Neji’s head. His hands squeezed her breasts tightly but the
dull pain that followed only added to Tenten’s moans
of pleasure. They two waited there for a moment, his glassy white eyes looking
into her rich pools of chocolate which looked back with the same sense of trust
and passion. Neji nodded ever so slightly much to the
joy of the beautiful girl on top who replied by lifting her hips and plunging
them down up upon the Hyuuga for the first of many,
many times.
---
Ino cooed at the soft sensation
that was gracing her head. It was the sort of feeling of a parent running their
hands through their child’s hair as they softly slept in the early hours of the
morning. “Hmmm” she moaned, “That feels so good…” her eyes cracking open. Choji sat on a stool next to the couch, running a warm
washcloth across Ino’s face while his other hand
gently brushed away a few stray hairs that were stuck her to sweaty visage. After
the several seconds of blinking, vision clearing, and realization that Choji was in such close proximity, Ino
leapt off the couch and sprang to her feet. Unfortunately this movement was a
bit too much for the girl and she fell back to the couch, overcome by her
hangover and dizziness. “What the hell happened?” she groaned, fingers pushing
into her bloodshot eyes.
“Well” the portly man started, “You just collapsed in the
doorway. Fortunately, I caught you before you hit the ground and then I carried
you in here and put you on the couch. I you must have been having some sort of
horrible dream because you kept moaning, thrashing around and saying ‘Oh god!’
over and over. Are you alright?”
Ino groaned again; it had been a
horrible dream…Choji had been in it and Ino had been tied up to a bedpost wearing some ridiculous
outfit. And then Choji took off his clothes letting
his portly rolls sag around his frame before the monstrosity that was hidden
beneath keg of a belly began to expand. She remembered him saying something
about Partial-Multisize Jutsu
and then his manhood…oh god…Ino shuddered…. it had
felt so good….so horribly, horribly good.
“Choji,” she choked, he throat
suddenly dry, “About what happened last night…I was drunk and…we shouldn’t have…it
was a mistake and…we can’t do it…again…” she struggled.
Choji’s eyes just softened, “I
understand…it’s ok.” he said softly, but the lie in his voice rang out much
louder.
Ino struggled to her feet again,
careful not to lose her balance, and tried to stomach the guilt and desire that
were already ravaging her heart. With Choji?
No, it wouldn’t be possible. With all of her efforts to stay thin, ending up
with Choji would make all of that seem meaningless.
Then again the idea of not having to be so worried about her figure seemed very
appealing. But what would people think? What would they say? But still…she
wanted it…she wanted every last pound of it.
“Ino are you ok? You’re spacing
out again,” came a concerned Choji.
Ino grabbed him by the shirt collar and threw him to
the floor, taking up a position on top of the pile of flesh. “But I thought you
just said…” he questioned frantically.
“Shut up and take your shirt off” she commanded, Choji eagerly ripped the shirt from his bulky frame and
accepted the petite girl that had mounted him.
---
Naruto yawned as he popped the
last bit of slightly blackened toast into Sakura’s mouth with a resounding
crunch. Her lips gladly accepted his fingers, licking the remaining crumbs from
his digits before cleaning her lips as well. With a pop, Naruto
pulled his fingers fro Sakura’s wet mouth and picked up the trays, setting them
on the floor beside the bed and then accepting a generous kiss from the woman
beside him.
“Oh god..” moaned Sakura, a pale
hand threading through her hair.
Naruto cocked an eyebrow, “What’s
wrong Sakura-chan?”
“We had sex on the roof last night…”
“I know. Are you complaining?”
Sakura shook her head laughing, “No, quite the opposite. It
just amazes me on how much has changed…”
“I suppose people change…it’s part
of growing older,” he replied.
“No, I think it’s just seeing what’s been in front of you
the whole time. I was too busy trying to see what I wanted to see in Sasuke…I didn’t see that you were what I was looking for
the whole time,” A soft smile ebbing from her face.
“Well,” smirked Naruto, placing
his hands behind his head, “I knew you’d come to your senses eventually…” he
smirked.
“Oh you act so confident!” she jested, probing her fingers
into Naruto’s side. The boy thrashed and twisted, laughing
uncontrollably. Suddenly he grabbed onto Sakura’s wrists and held them down
with one of his powerful hands while he leaped on top of her, his other hand
ravaging her side. Sakura lost control and burst out laughing as well, begging Naruto to stop.
“Oh so how does it feel to receiving end of the Tickle jutsu?”
Sakura struggled through gasps of laughter, “Tickle jutsu? That has to the be…the
lamest names ever…oh please stop! I can’t take it!”
“Stop? After you insult my amazing
naming abilities?” he shot back, kicking his tickle torture up a notch. Finally
Sakura lurched forward, her lips meeting with Naruto’s,
who immediately gave into the sensation and releasing Sakura. Her hands snaked
around his rippled side and pulled at his back. His hands slide down her cool
pale biceps, across her chest, up her neck, and cupped her head in his hands,
letting her pink hair fall neatly between his fingers.
Their kiss was much like many kisses lovers share of the
morning after. It was slow, but passionate. Both lovers
wanting more… wanting that hot, frantic sensation… the body begging for as much
contact as possible. But this kiss was slow and passionate, both afraid
to push too much and ruin that moment. Letting their tongues glide across one
another like water on a sandy beach, ebbing and flowing with each sweet breath.
Naruto and Sakura’s lips parted
and both mirrored each others smile. Sakura’s gaze faltered from Naruto’s eyes as she looked out the window to see the sun
was already high in the sky. Realizing the time, Sakura looked back and Naruto, “It’s getting close to noon already sleepyhead! I’m
going to go take a shower alright?” Naruto just
nodded in understanding as Sakura slid out from beneath the sheets. Naruto grinned, watching her half naked form as she passed
through the door. Suddenly he felt the need to shower too.
---
The hot water ran through Sakura’s pink hair, making it
clump together and hang in her face. She scolded her hair, the water dripping
from the tips brining back memories of the nights on the rooftop with Naruto and the memories were making her annoyingly giddy.
IN fact she was so preoccupied with her memories that she didn’t hear the
bathroom door open, or even see the movement of the curtain as someone slipped
into the shower behind her. It wasn’t until she heard her name being called
that she spin around, cursing herself for letter herself be snuck up on and
gasping at the sight that was before her.
Nonetheless his naked member was standing fully erect as the
hot water ran down its length. Sakura’s eyes shot back up to meet his, a primal
lust burned in those blue eyes and Sakura had a good idea about what was going
to happen next.
Suddenly Sakura’s body was sandwiched between the shower
wall and Naruto’s chest. His lips found hers and feverishly
ravaged them, tongue lashing, bating, tugging. His
hands were instantly everywhere, as if the only thing he know how to do was
touch her body. She had never seen Naruto be so
aggressive with her, and yet, she liked it. Grabbing his shoulders she rolled
against the wall, switching places with the blond and shoving his against the
wall instead. Yes, they had both wanted more than that kiss.
Naruto growled, losing the battle
to dominate in this encounter. He snaked his head around, attacking her exposed
neck, nipping at the soft skin. He smiled inwardly as Sakura moaned going weak
at the knees. He immediately regained control and push her against the wall,
his lips retreating before attacking her bosom. And then she felt it. Naruto’s hand traced down her belly and sunk its way into
the pink fur between her legs. Naruto was
inexperienced but he got the generally idea, slipping his wet fingers into her
sex and caressing her insides. Sakura sputtered, gasped, and moaned as she had
the sinking feeling that she was about to lose their fight for dominance and
simply submit to the pleasure. In a final rush of will she reached down with
her free hand, feeling the slick surface of Naruto’s
groin before taking his engorged member in her hand. She jerked with about as
much experience as Naruto was pleasuring her, but
that wasn’t saying much. Still the wet sensation of her hand on him manhood
sent Naruto reeling back, almost doubled over from
the electric shock of the sex. Sakura seized her opportunity and pressed Naruto against the opposing wall.
That’s when he felt it. Her hand had moved the tip of his
member to the opening of her womanhood and he felt the wet opening putting
pressure on his tip. The two looked into each others eyes and saw the primal
desire in each others’ souls and silently understood. Sakura pulled Naruto into her velvet escape, moaning loudly as his member
slid into place, fitting perfectly inside her. This time would not be like the
rooftop, oh no. Naruto and Sakura were locked in hot
carnal passion, and this time would be an inferno of ecstasy to match.
---
Tsunade peeled her face away from
her desk, the dried pool of drool tugged at her cheek as she pulled away. He
head pounded from the hangover that was now ravaging her mind as foggy memories
bubbled in from last night. Vague memories of Sakura’s party, being dragged
home by Shizune, and Tsunade
insisting she needed to do tax records at 1AM. Shizune
had tried to drag the old woman away but was physically rejected as Tsunade backhanded her, roaring something about interfering
with Hokage business. A knock came at the door and Tsunade groaned, hoping that the last memory was just a
dream. Much to her dismay, a black eye sporting Shizune
timidly looked around the corner.
“It’s alright you can in Shizune...”
the Hokage groaned, palms pressing into her eye
sockets. “I’m sorry about last night, I don’t know what came over me…I just…”
she said gazing into a desktop mirror, the gray hairs were becoming harder and
harder to conceal every day. “Shizune,” she sighed,
“I think it’s time.”
Looking away, “I had a feeling. Do you mean…?” the attendant
said softly.
“No…not that, not yet at least.”
She ran her hand through the graying strands of hair, “I had hoped it wouldn’t
come to this but I don’t seem to have a choice at this point… please go get Kakashi.”
Shizune nodded, “Of course Hokage-sama”
---
Sakura left the shower first, Naruto left on the floor,
still moaning from the sensation that lingered in every vessel of his body. Yes
indeed, Naruto had been bested in a trail of
endurance though he didn’t plan to let it happen next time. Next time, he liked
the sound of that. Kyuubi grunted in agreement but
was quickly hushed by the blond, slowly dragging himself to his feet even though
the legs below him were still like gelatin.
Sakura was already back in the
bedroom pondering on what she would do for clothing. It was already late in the
day and walking home in a half wrinkled dress would be all to
obvious to what had happened last night. Then again, sporting various items
from the mismatched mess that was Naruto’s wardrobe
would look even more conspicuous. Nonetheless the dress went back on with
prayers that no one she knew would spot her on her way home for a change of
clothes.
The Smell aroused her nose. She had started calling it The
Smell, the intoxicating aroma that seem to flow from every pour of Naruto’s body. Maybe it was the smell of sex, or just
teenage boy, it didn’t really matter at this point. The Smell had taken her and
that jovial grin tugged at the corners of her mouth yet again. Warm arms
wrapped around her waist and a pair of lips danced across the arc of her ear. God how she loved when he did that.
“You know you could have just borrowed some of my stuff so you
wouldn’t have to wear that dress again.” He cooed in her hear.
She laughed, “What’s the matter? I thought you liked this
dress!”
“Oh I love it, I love it even more
when you take it off.” He laughed.
Sakura blushed, “Oh you pervert, what has Jirayra done to you?” Rolling her eyes, Naruto had been such an innocent boy when they were
younger, though now he had his fair share of perversions. Then again Sakura
deep down feared that their relationship had begun to turn both of them into
perverts. Of course, that could be a good thing. “I need to go back to my house
to get some new clothes, care to join me?"
"Do you really need to ask?"
"I suppose not" she smiled, "Now get some
clothes on."
---
They picked the least crowded streets to make their “escape”
back to Sakura’s house, dodging glances from curious villagers. It was
surprisingly difficult for the two ninjas to avoid the commoners, and even more
difficult to avoid other trained ninjas. Unfortunately for Naruto
and Sakura, other ninjas were also taking the lesser crowded paths that
morning, other ninjas such as Hinata and Kiba. Both pairs froze in their tracks, Kiba’s
eyes tracing across Sakura’s wrinkled dress from the night before, Naruto’s looking over the Hinata’s
ruffled hair, laced with twigs and blades of grass. Congratulatory grins formed
on each other’s faces, unknown to the two girls. Stifled, horrified looks arose
on their red faces and they both stammered greetings, both trying to cover
themselves. They prayed that the other didn’t notice the obvious signs of what
had really happened. Hurried, ‘Nice to see you!’ and ‘must be going now!’s were exchanged and the two
couples quickly parted with faces still gleaming red.
---
It wasn’t until the door shut behind Sakura that her heart finally
seemed to slow down. Stripping down into nothing more than her underwear almost
right away, she noticed that Naruto was sitting not 5
feet away, a very pleased grin on his face from the show he was receiving, and
she didn’t even care. Before such moments would have been embarrassing, hurried
motions to cover her exposed body, but not this time. It seemed
very…comfortable, and relaxed. In fact, Sakura hadn’t felt this comfortable
with her body ever before in her life, and she loved the feeling.
Looking over at her lover, she involuntarily smiled. Oh
those sapphire eyes; how she knew that no other pair of eyes would be able to
look at her, see her, appreciate her, or love her like those sapphire eyes did.
Hardly aware that she had subconsciously pulled her new
clothes back on while she had been daydreaming. A warm hand graced her own,
“Come on, lets go back to a memory,” the blond
whispered into her ear. A warm sigh. A smile. Memories. Yeah, this is
how it is supposed to feel.
---
The sun was setting, casting a long shadow of the tree the
two frequented on warm evenings. Silhouetted against the sun, arms around her
waist, his cheek beside her own, a picture perfect ending as the wind whipped
through their hair. It was peculiar to see ones life change to quickly,
something so simple. Maybe it was that odd thing called “Love” or maybe just
allowing old scars to fade, but in the end all was well, Sakura and Naruto standing in that perfect ending to any epic romance.
Lee stood on a building off in the distance, admiring the
perfect view of two young lovers, caught in their own whirlwind of happiness.
He sighed with a reluctant smile, “Ah Naruto and
Sakura, how your youthful love blossoms with such beautifully. How I envy you Naruto, for I too wish to be able to show a woman the same
devotion as you do.”
Neji and Shino stepped forward
next to The Green Beast. “Indeed” started Neji.
“Too bad you’re gay” chuckled
Shino.
Lee looked down, defeated, “GAI SENSEI!”
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