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“Oh my gods!” Sakura stood from the chair next to her hospital bed.
Naruto had just poked his head into her room and, grinning hugely, pushed Sasuke into the room in front of him.
“Look what I brought!” At Sakura’s happy laugh, he dragged Sasuke over to her and pulled both of them into a hug.
“I am so happy to have us all together,” he whispered, blinking back tears. He sniffled and stepped back.
“I brought something as well,” Sasuke said and wrapped his arm carefully around her shoulders. At her raised brow, he pulled a paper bag from behind his back. “Ice cream.”
She clapped her hands and kissed his cheek. ‘Keep your enemies closer.’ She put her bandaged hands on both their chests. “This is the best medicine I’ve had since I got here.”
The three talked and laughed for hours. And the boys came back the next afternoon, and then nearly every evening after that.
Sakura was completely tuned in to Sasuke and noticed a trend emerge. It seemed that the more affection she showed to Naruto, the more Sasuke showed toward her. She tested this theory several times over the next week and indeed, the brighter Naruto’s smile, the more Sasuke smiled at her, touched her, pressed his lips to her hands or cheek or forehead.
While this was troubling on some levels, it was also progress. Until she could find a way to be rid of Naruto, this was still a way to strengthen her bond with Sasuke.
Sasuke studied Naruto out of the corner of his eye as they walked home from the hospital for the day. The blond had such a sappy smile on his face and blissful sighs were issuing from his lips every couple of minutes.
“I’d like to think that was all for me, but I’d be wrong, wouldn’t I?” Sasuke teased.
“I think she’s really forgiven me.” Naruto’s eyes were watery. “I don’t think she’s mad at me anymore.”
Sasuke smiled and squeezed the hand he was holding. “I don’t think she ever blamed you.”
Naruto turned to Sasuke and gripped his shoulders, staring at him gravely. “Sasuke, it makes me so happy. I want…I want…” His face scrunched as he tried to put into words the feelings ready to overflow inside him. “I want…to be…like…a…a family.”
Sasuke tilted his head. “What do you mean? What kind of family? Do you want her to live with us?”
“Oh, well, no. Not like that. I just want…” He looked at his feet a moment. “I just want to protect her and take care of her. Like…like...”
“A sister?” Sasuke suggested.
“A sister,” Naruto whispered reverently.
Once again, for the tenth time in a week, Naruto found himself struggling to hold in tears of joy. A sister… And Sasuke… Could his life get any better?
Sasuke, too, had been feeling a growing fondness for their old teammate. Even though she was in the hospital, facing difficult trials of her own, she was bringing such joy into Naruto’s life. Perhaps having Naruto battle Itachi to save her had made her look at the blond in a different light.
Whatever it was, he couldn’t help but care for anyone who made Naruto this happy.
Naruto fidgeted and played distractedly with Sasuke fingers. “Sasuke, I…I…love her.”
“Me, too, dobe.” Sasuke pulled Naruto into a hug and promised himself that Sakura would be a bigger part of their lives.
The next night, after the boys left her room, Sakura sank into her chair, stunned.
Sasuke had told her he loved her. Well, he’d actually said that they loved her, but it was the same sentiment. And then he’d pulled her into his arms and held her while Naruto stood off to the side hugging himself, mawkish tears streaming down his face.
It was then that she realized this was the weapon she should have been using all along, the weapon that had given her an advantage since before they were even Genin; her brain.
She had been foolish to think she could out-ninja Naruto or Sasuke. She nodded to herself as she realized that it hadn’t even been her ninja skills that had beaten Itachi, it had been her intellect.
She tossed and turned all night, reliving Sasuke’s declaration and planning her next course of action.
Ultimately, Naruto had to go, but killing him seemed to be out of the question. The only person who could conceivably kill Naruto, was…Naruto. Hmm…that might have some potential. She tucked that into the back of her mind.
As morning approached, her mind kept coming back to that. She thought the answer might lie somewhere in there, in the concept of Naruto taking himself out of Sasuke’s life, either via death or by walking away.
The thought germinated in her brain and sprouted roots. Were there any conditions under which Naruto would leave Sasuke? One circumstance after another presented itself, but she quickly discarded each.
Would Naruto leave if Sasuke cheated? Maybe, but something told her that Sasuke would never cheat.
A genjutsu showing Sasuke with someone else would probably work on Naruto, but as soon as Sasuke found out, he'd be on the warpath. And she didn’t want a war against an Uchiha.
What if Naruto ended up disfigured as she now was? No. She knew that Sasuke wouldn't love anyone less because of something like that. The certainty with which she believed that comforted her immensely. But it didn't matter; the main flaw in that plan could be summed up in one word; Kyuubi. She was not a strong enough ninja to hurt Naruto and if she did manage it, Kyuubi would just heal him.
For the next couple of days, Sakura was truly happy. Her mind was active as she plotted and planned her campaign to win the battle for Sasuke. And the visits with Naruto and Sasuke were exhilarating as Sasuke continued to shower her with affection and be solicitous of her every wish and need.
And at the end of each visit, he spoke to her of his love. She craved this and so much more, the need almost as strong as her need for air. Surely it was a small leap into something more; if only he wasn't distracted.
Soon the day came that Sakura was ready to leave the hospital. On the last day of her stay, the boys were there once again, listening as Tsunade explained the discharge instructions. Eventually reconstruction could begin, but until then, there were creams, wraps and physical therapy. A medic would come to her house every other day.
"Let me," Naruto blurted.
Everyone looked at him. "Sakura-chan, let me come and help you. Tsunade can teach me what to do." He rubbed the back of his neck.
This was more perfect than she could have planned. "Oh, Naruto, you do so much for me already," she demurred, knowing he would push.
“Please, Sakura.” He blushed and ducked his head. “You know I still feel so badly…so responsible…for all of this.” He looked at her earnestly. “I love you. Please let me help. Let me try to make some of it up to you.”
"My sweet boy.” She held out her hand and he let it rest in his so he wouldn’t hurt her. “You have to know that you are in no way responsible for any of this. But I would like you to do this if Tsunade-shishou says it's okay."
She dropped her eyes and rubbed the thick palm. "It’s going to be long and difficult and it would be a great comfort to have you by my side."
"Naruto, you already have a full time job," Tsunade said. "How do you propose to be in two places at once?" He started to answer. "And no, you can't leave Sasuke's well being in the hands of a clone."
"Perhaps," Sasuke interjected, "Hyuuga or Nara will join me for a game of shoji a few times a week."
"Team Seven is ganging up on me," Tsunade sighed, but didn't sound too put out. "Very well. Naruto stop by later and I'll show you what you need to know."
Sakura’s plan wasn’t fully formed yet, so she welcomed this opportunity to gain information. And she was getting an earful.
Naruto’s life had a very narrow scope at this point. Since his only mission was guarding Sasuke and the love of his life was Sasuke and he lived with Sasuke, Sasuke was pretty much all he talked about.
And she listened, secretly avid, with the occasional casual question about their plans and activities.
One day, however she pushed too far and the repercussions were immediate.
“But, I don’t understand,” she said as Naruto wrapped medicated gauze around her forearm. “What about children? I thought he had two goals in life; killing Itachi and rebuilding his clan. Has he given up both to be with you?”
Naruto’s face fell. “I don’t know. He seems okay about Itachi. He said he didn’t want revenge anymore. He did want to talk to him, but, well, now…”
Then his head dropped and he studied the wrappings he had worked down to her hands. “And we’ve never really talked about kids and his clan.”
“Well, you’re both young so it’s not surprising that the subject hasn’t come up yet, but what about in five years or ten?”
Naruto’s jaw worked. “I…don’t know.”
“Well, he must really love you to give up so much for you.”
That next morning Sasuke woke and turned onto his side to face Naruto. The blond was awake and just watching him.
“Hey,” Sasuke traced Naruto’s lips with a finger. “Everything okay?”
Naruto just looked at him for several moments. Sasuke rolled onto his back and pulled Naruto to lie on his chest, knowing that Naruto would say whatever he wanted to say as soon as he worked it out in his head.
“Do you ever think about children?” Naruto finally asked.
“Sometimes,” Sasuke answered. Did Naruto want to start a family?
“Am I…have I taken that away from you?” Naruto asked, rubbing circles around a pebbled nipple with his fingertip. “Have I taken away all your dreams?”
Sasuke sat up and looked at Naruto sharply. “What are you talking about?”
“Rebuilding your clan,” Naruto said, throwing his arm over his eyes, unable to look at Sasuke for the moment.
“Naruto, what is this all about? Where is this coming from?”
“It’s just that Sakura said,” Naruto missed Sasuke’s jaw clenching, “now that Itachi’s gone, you only have one important goal in your life and…”
“Naruto,” Sasuke interrupted sharply, “you’re not even talking about children, are you? You’re talking about a wife.”
Naruto just looked at him.
“Listen to me carefully. I love you. I want you. I plan to live with you until the day I die. We might talk about children some day, but it will be up to both of us, not just me.”
Naruto sat up and scooted closer, rubbing his palms on Sasuke’s thigh.
“Do you really think I could ever be happy with a wife?” Sasuke raised a brow and stroked between Naruto’s legs. “With any woman?”
Naruto’s lip twitched as he tried to picture Sasuke with a female. No, Sasuke wouldn’t be happy with a woman. He was attracted to strength and power; strength and power equal to or greater than his own. For Sasuke, a woman would never fill that bill.
That afternoon, Sakura opened the door to both Naruto and Sasuke.
“Sasuke,” she gushed. “What a wonderful surprise.”
He pulled her into a hug. “Naruto tells me you’re doing great, but I thought I’d come and see for myself.”
For the next couple of hours, Sakura was treated to a continuous, nauseating stream of cloying affection and odious desire. Sasuke stroked Naruto’s hair so many times, she thought it a wonder that the blond didn’t have a bald spot.
There were a few moments here and there where she had the urge to cover her eyes because she just knew Sasuke was going to start peeling Naruto’s clothes from his body.
At one point she excused herself and went to the kitchen; Sasuke’s last amusing anecdote about how amazingly wonderful Naruto was making her spleen ache.
From the other side of the kitchen door, she heard Naruto.
“Sasuke, what the hell are you doing?”
“Making a point.”
“This is completely unnecessary,” Naruto said. “I believe you love me.”
“This isn’t for you.”
“I still say it’s unnecessary. She’s happy for us.”
“Maybe.” The sounds she heard accompanying Sasuke’s growled answer were distinctly…slurpy.
“I…aah…uhm…huh?”
“Ready to call it a night? While you were showering, I replaced the bed.”
Naruto snickered. “That’s the third one we’ve broken.” He snickered again. “I wonder how many other people have a bed graveyard.”
Okay, that was enough. Sakura didn’t need to hear anymore of this particular discussion. Grabbing a dish towel to make it look like she had been busy, she came back into the living room, a serene smile on her face.
The lessons she’d learned over the last couple of weeks having become instinct, she moved to Naruto’s side and put her arm around his waist.
She pressed her cheek to his chest. “Would you be terribly offended, sweetheart, if I asked to call it a day?”
“Oh, baby, I’m so sorry.” Naruto pulled her into his arms. “We overstayed our welcome.”
“Not at all. I just think I’ll take a nap.” She closed her eyes and sighed. “Day after tomorrow, then?”
Sasuke looked at her resting tiredly in Naruto’s arms and felt badly. He’d been downright aggressive, throwing what should be private in her face, probably making her feel like a third wheel in her own home. As he watched her nuzzle her cheek into Naruto’s palm, he realized he’d overreacted and she hadn’t deserved this.
“Here, let’s get you to bed. I’ll tuck you in.” He reached out and rubbed her back. “Naruto, you gather our things?”
Hiding her satisfaction as he put his arm around her and guided her to her room, she used what she’d learned to milk as much out of Sasuke as she could.
“He’s such a wonderful boy, such a good friend.” Sasuke squeezed her shoulder firmly.
“I just don’t know what I’d do without him.” He pressed her to sit on the edge of the bed, and kissed her forehead.
“Well, I wouldn’t be here without him, now would I?” He bent and removed her slippers, rubbing each foot for a moment.
“That he’s so amazing considering the life he’s had…” She was beginning to run out of things to say, but by now, was lying down and could feel Sasuke’s weight by her hip.
“You and I, we have to give him a good life, be his…family,” she improvised. Sasuke pulled her back up into his arms and held her head to his shoulder.
“I love him,” she said, then felt daring wrapped in Sasuke’s embrace. “I love you, too.”
“And I love you, Sakura-chan,” Sasuke murmured.
So how's the adjustment to two stories? Too hard to separate them still? Not a chance you're going to read Constellations anyway?
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