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A Bride from Konoha	By : dotdotdot86 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 16: Unrequited love

"So, is it really okay for me to leave you alone?"
Natsumi yawned sleepily and stretched her body. "Sure. It's not like there are many patients tonight."
Yuki touched her shoulder gratefully. "Thanks. And if Haruno-sensei…"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah…I'll cover you up. Don't worry." Natsumi waved her off. She finished her coffee. "Besides, it's kinda romantic, you know. It's not every day to have a guy as cute as Fujimiya asking you out for a moonlight walk."
Yuki blushed. "Yeah. Can you believe that? I've never thought he would notice someone like me."
"Are you kidding me? You are as pretty as icing cake."
Yuki squirmed. "So, how about you? What type of guy do you like?"
Natsumi thought of the guy she'd had crushed on. "Someone who is few years older than me. Strong and smart. But kind of gloomy and moodily. He makes you feel want to sooth his pain as well as want to run the hell out of his presence."
"Wow!" Yuki's eyes widened. "Don't tell me you still like him?"
"Why the hell not?"she asked with an annoyed tone. "He is still single and available."
Yuki sighed. "Come to think of it, you and Haruno-sensei do have a common taste when it comes to guys. "
"Huh?"
"Come on. Have you heard about her ex-lover?" Yuki leaned over her to whisper. "Sato-kun said for the past three days, the kazekage has been tightening the breach of security level higher than usual. He even ordered the guard not to allow Haruno-sensei to use the back gate anymore."
"But why?" She frowned.
"Duh, everyone knows her former lover wants to seek her out!" Yuki let out a breathy sigh. "I can imagine the kazekage and Uchiha Sasuke are having duel for the sake of Haruno sensei's hand! She is the luckiest woman alive! To have the unrequited love is one thing, but she now has to choose between Suna most respectable leader and the world most notorious outlaw!"
Yuki eyes fluttered and let out a deep sigh. "Imagine two men fighting over you… Such a romantic and yet a tragic story!"
Natsumi tried not to roll her eyes at Yuki's dreamy expression. She took a sip of her caffeine. "Sakura-sensei has been busy giving treatment to Nara-san lately. She didn't even go home. She stays at the hospital all the time."
Yuki leaned forward and said in a low tone. "That because she has some lover's quarrel with the kage. I heard the kage stays at his office all nights, never return home. Sato-kun said the kage drives everyone crazy with his moodiness."
"Really? But maybe because of the crimes that happen recently? Didn't the kage go out with his troops to find the responsible group?"
"Yeah, but he has already returned this evening." Yuki looked at her. "Come on. Just think of it. How many time the kage been here for these past three days? None! He didn't even visit his sister and the niece."
Natsumi recalled the face of the beautiful pink hair woman. True. Her shishou looked quite distressful and distant,, and there had been a trace of sadness across her face while she had been tending the plants in the green house this morning.
"So…" She took another sip before cleared her throat. "What is actually going on?"
Yuki gave her snobbish look. "Where have you been? There have been a flow of juicy gossips lately."
"Really?" The cup went still in the midair.
"Apparently the kage wants to seal her fate as soon as possible. The marriage will be held by next week."
"Huh? That soon? It's not like she wants to run away or something!"
"I'm not sure of that. Oh I got to now. It's already late!"
Natsumi watched her colleague rushed toward the exit door. Romantic, huh? Well she didn't think so. Knowing Sakura-sensei, it must be such a painful feeling she was having right now.
She recalled what Yuki had said earlier. She couldn't help but to agree that they do had some resemblance taste for men. Maybe that the reason why Sakura took her as her student, even though she happened to know Natsumi's fighting skill is the worst. It seemed like Sakura knew that Natsumi needed to prove to someone that she was a worthy kunoichi.
Natsumi stiffen as she sensed the presence of his chakra. It just subtle, like he was undercover, but she always knew it was his.
What is he doing here? This was a restricted hour with only authorized staffs were allowed to be in this wing. She followed his chakra, passing by Riko's room, and felt the stronger presence of the chakra in the next room.
Her sweat broke as a suspicious feeling crept inside her. This room occupied by the fire victim. Under Sakura-sensei's treatment, the guard was slowly recovering although his consciousness was still in and out regularly.
Natsumi opened the door. The curtains flew in as the windows were widely opened. He was gone, but his chakra subtly lingered. She looked down through the window, tried to find him, but the outside was too dark to see. She sighed and locked the windows.
She went to check the patient and let out a gasped.
The guard was dead.

"So you can leave tonight?"
"Yeah," The hospital bed cracked as Shikamaru stretched his body. "Sakura still wants to hold me up, but if I stay here for another night, I'm getting crazy of boredom."
"Wait a minute, you? Bored?" Kankuro hooted. "Is the sky falling down right now? But, yeah, you have missed out many things."
"Huh, like what?"
"Like your daughter here." Kankuro gestured the sleeping baby on his lap. "I've made a decision to make her as my apprentice. I'm going to teach her to become the master of puppets."
"In your dream!" Shikamaru closed his eyes. "She is a Nara. She needs to know how to handle shadow."
"Hell, I can sense her Suna blood is thicker than yours. She is going to be the deadly and beautiful female assassin of Suna. I'm going to teach her every single jutsu I know."
"Get your hands off my daughter!" Shikamaru snatched the baby away. "Go find a woman to bear your child. It's not like you are impotent or something."
"Well, it just that I still can't find someone worthy enough."
"That's because you are picky."
"No, I just don't want to end up with a bossy wife like yours."
"You want to pick a fight?" Shikamaru grumbled irritably.
Sakura blinked at the display. Shikamaru, who currently in the sour mood was clearly miffed at Kankurou's usual provocation.
"Don't worry about them." Temari said. "When they are squabbling like that, means they are happy."
"The way they are insulting each other, means they actually like each other?" Sakura asked disbelief.
"Yeah, that's the way how they show their brotherly-love", Temari said dryly.
"It just weird. You know, Shikamaru's and Kankuro's attitude? It is usually the other way round."
"Well, what do you know? Welcome to our dysfunctional family."
Family.
That word reminded her of a certain redhead. True, it seemed like she was part of this large family already. She watched the way Temari was staring at both her husband and brother with content expression. Kankuro was grinning widely, enjoyed his moment of tormenting the bedridden shadow manipulator. Shikamaru scowled and hurled his insults back to the Suna nin. They both enjoyed too much taunting each other.
Temari went toward Shikamaru's bedside and took the baby away from him. "If you want to spit toward each other, don't do it over her."
"See?" Kankuro grinned. "Bossy."
Temari rolled her eyes inwardly and brought the baby to the couch to feed her.
Sakura moved forward and pulled a chair to occupy the space which Temari just left. "So, how do you feel?"
"Okay, I guess. The pain is gone."
"It left a scar on your chest, it couldn't be help."
"Yeah, as long as I can live," he shrugged, "who cares about it?"
"Your wife cares." She glanced to Temari who went with her brother to the outside, perhaps giving her time to discuss their village's matter. "She is still upset you didn't tell her about the wound."
"I've have upset her enough," he said.
Sakura smiled softly. "Well, the good news is, you can leave tonight." She rose to her feet.
"Sakura…You didn't ask me how I got the poison."
She stopped and glanced at him over shoulder. "Should I?"
He sighed, "Ever since you saved my wife and daughter, I already took an oath to protect you." He looked at her. "And I will tell everything I know about him."
Sakura stilled.
"He left the symbol for me." She said quietly. "I knew instantly it was meant for me."
Shikamaru sighed, "He knows it's the only way to contact you. He knows you are the only one who can neutralize the poison. He is a genius son-of-a..." He stopped himself and ran his gaze to the outside.
"I heard Gaara is your first man."
She sucked her breath. "How the hell you know that? Temari told you?"
Red color crept across his pale cheeks. He squirmed. "It's not important. The question is…" He looked at her. "Why he didn't touch you, Sakura?"
"That's none of your business!"
"The Mangekyo Sharingan." He spoke carefully. It can only be activated after the death of anyone the user is close to."
"What is your point, Nara? Spit it out!"
"There has been a speculation about the ultimate Sharingan technique in Konoha." Shikamaru glanced at her. "It's the rarest technique that can be achieved by Uchiha clan member. According to the old scroll Naruto found in the library, it is the highest level and its definite power is far beyond the Mangekyo Sharingan." He paused to look at her. "To acquire the ultimate technique however, the user needs to feel the extremely agony in his heart by sacrificing someone he loves most."
"I don't believe you."
"I didn't believe it first. I just thought Naruto is too overly protective. No offence, but the Uchiha clan is well known for not having any feelings other than lust towards the opposite gender."
Sakura didn't say anything.
"But when I heard he didn't touch you the way a man touches a woman, it got me curious." Shikamaru paused. "He made several attempts seek you out from the village for these past three years."
Sakura stilled. "So he came for me," she said bitterly.
"We want to protect you. We…" He stopped as she rose from his chair and went to inhale the night breeze.
"He said it was not the right time yet." She spoke softly and stared blankly at the darkness. "He said if I truly love him, I will wait for him." She paused, fighting the tears from leaking out. "Because, no matter what happen, he will come back to me."
"Don't be such a naive! He is a sneaky and ambitious man. How do you know he won't kill you? If what Naruto has been suspecting is true, you are the key to his ultimate power. What if he is still under manipulation of someone like Uchiha Madara?"
"Madara is dead." She said flatly
"There's no confirmation in that. Think, Sakura, what if he wants to get Naruto through you? You know Naruto would do anything to save you. What if this is part of Madara plan to acquire the final bijuu?
"But Fourth Great Shinobi World War ended five years ago."
"No, Sakura…" Shikamaru said quietly. "A new war has just started..."

The house was dark when she finally returned.
After took a shower and changed to a fresh nightgown, she settled into the bed. The sheets were cold and empty with the only masculine scent of him lingered. Sakura hugged the soft pillow and began to pour out all her feelings.
Wait for me, no matter what happens I will come back to you.
Sasuke's ebony eyes stared deep inside her. The coarse fingertips grazed curiously over the wet skin of her cheek on their parting day. She grabbed his front shirt, crying, wouldn't want to let him go for the second time in her life.
His eyes flickered, betraying his usual serious face. He'd never showed any tenderness and emotion; as if afraid of losing his strength and braveness, thus hardened his heart by dealing with anger and hatred instead.
Even his kiss had always been rough. The pain was unbearable when his teeth grazed and marred her soft skin. She had to bit her lips from cried out when he clawed her body with his sharp nails until it left bleeding. But there was no mistake in his eyes that she was the only light that illuminated his dark existence. The only person who understood his true desire to fulfill his dark revenge.
Their farewell was well planned, but what they hadn't expected was Naruto's sudden arrival. He launched his attack toward Sasuke when he noticed her battered face and limp body. Teeth clenched, his furious face contorted into wild and raging animal as his red chakra burst out one powerful blow toward Sasuke.
Her heart went bleeding, hoping, praying that they could return to the day when they were still the eager young hearts where life was so full with hope and dreams. But now, both archenemies were so infused in the blood-lust battle and too occupied with the intention of killing each other, rather to sit and think, to remember their youthful days and happy memories.
Marry me, Sakura. I will make you happy.
Naruto, her dear Naruto.
The one who never give up on her. The one who wore his heart on his sleeve for all to see. The honorable hokage who had a smile like sunshine, lighting and brightening up the grieving heart.
She should have seen it coming, on the day when he led her under Sakura tree, where the pink petals were blown softly away. With the blue eyes filled with hopes and promises; Naruto was on his knees while presenting her a handful of wild flowers that he'd gathered at the highest peak of the mountain.
Back then, her lips trembled and forced herself to hold the tears when she coldly refused his proposal. He was too good for her. Kind, funny and smart. But deep inside her heart, she knew she couldn't make him happy and their relationship would only end up with her hurting him more.
But he kept waiting for her, gave out a yearning glance, never gave up to softening her hardened heart. He was nearly succeed in his mission by coaxing and pushing her to the edge, warming her heart by giving special attention without even realizing he was actually hurting other woman at the same time.
If you think I would let you go to other men, you are sadly mistaken.
The redhead suddenly filled her mind. If she honest to herself, she would admit the real reason why she attract to him at the first time because he has both Naruto's personality and Sasuke's attitude in him.
He had Sasuke's aristocrat posture; a genius, sadistic and bloodthirsty ninja who liked to control and wanted to be dominant in their relationship. And yet he adopted Naruto's philosophy by protecting people who were precious to him.
The way he was molding and shaping their relationship made her felt frustrated and drove her crazy and yet it went all the way to her heart when he was painstakingly learning something new just to please her.
If two months ago somebody told her that she would have a personal relationship with the Suna kazekage, she would brushed off and laughed to the tears. But now she was not sure if she ready to lose him and returned to her old self. It wasn't fair. They hadn't seen each others for only three days but he managed to make her feel depressed and miserable at the thought of him being with other women.
She missed his touch, she missed how his smell and she missed his body. She missed his amused smile and his unperturbed expression when she lashed out her displeasure on something he had done. She smiled when remember his deep scowl when noticed one of the shinobi was helping her carrying the groceries and walked side-by side all the way to the house.
Sakura hugged the soft pillow tighter and inhaled his scent deeply. After sorted out her feelings and decided the new direction of her life, she finally found her peaceful sleeping.
It was a long and lonely night, after all.
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