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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 18: Love and Betrayal

The kiss was different tonight. It was slow and lingering, without the hint of his usual possessiveness. The way he held her in his arms and the way his fingertips stroking her arms gently up and down, made her shivering with desire. His mouth opened and put a small pressure onto her skin under her ear, and his breath warmed on her skin as he whispering his need to come inside her. The way he held her gently and kissing her for a long, lingering moment made her chess tightened with pain inside, remembering her lonely nights without his touch.
She pulled him toward the bed before pushing him onto his back and straddling him.
"Let me please you this time," she said determinedly.
He smiled amusingly. His fingers cared her hair and stroking her cheek gently.
She leaned forward to kiss him.

In the end of the night, the big word had not come out after all, Sakura mused while pulling the weeds. Really, it was not a big deal, right? After all, after such a great, hot and sweaty night, she should be thankful that they finally could be together again.

"I should tell Naruto about us. " She could hear his heart was still beating fast as her cheek pressed onto his chest, arm curled around his flat tummy. His hand was stroking her hair, made her feel drowsy and content.
"You don't have to feel guilty about this."
"You don't understand." She rose and sat with her arms wrapped around her raised knees. "Naruto, he is always a special person to me, but I keep troubling him. I always make him worry."
"He loves you."
She sighed. "Yeah, I know." But she knew she needed to come clean with him.
Then, another thought came out. Gaara had never told his feeling toward her. Did he capable of loving a person? She didn't dare to have a hope. And yet she glanced at him, hoping that he would declare his love to her.
Disappointment dawned as his eyes closed, and he purred contently like a big cat.

Huh, typical man, Sakura yanked the root. Ino was right for one thing. One good, hot sex would send men straightly into a deep slumber. And then, when she had woken up this morning, he had nowhere to be seen. So she had a lonely breakfast with a question that have been mulling over her up to now.
"Sensei?" Natsumi called from the door. She looked troubled and wrung her hands. "Riko is missing."
"What?" Sakura rose from the flower bed.
"Her mother said Riko isn't with her."
"Tell the guards. Maybe she is still in this building. Let's go find her."
"Sensei, I think she is in the burnt mansion. She always said she misses her doll and want to find it there.
"Damn it, that place is too dangerous for her. Let's hope she isn't there. We should tell others before we go."
"Oh, there's no need. I have told them already." Natsume said quickly. Sakura was puzzled by her reaction, but her thought was too occupied with the missing little girl.
"Okay, so let's go then."

Several walls in the burnt mansion were still intact despite being heavily burned. The charred floor gave a cracking sound as Sakura carefully stepped onto the rubble. It was dark inside the mansion and gave out an eerie feeling of someone was watching her. She lighted her torch.
"She is not here." Sakura said.
"But, sensei, I heard something from that room."
Sakura nodded and followed the too eager Natsumi into the dark room.
She shone her torch light into the darkness and found the girl sitting in the corner of the room.
"Riko!" She immediately went toward the girl. Her mouth was gagged and was bound. The girl was cried out when she realized it was Sakura.
"Are you okay? What happened? Who did this?" The girl's eyes were huge with a traumatic expression. Sakura quickly tried to find a way to unleash the bind as the girl was still crying. She did not realize somebody was behind her until it was already too late.
"I'm sorry, sensei."
Sakura felt the pain was carving her head before went black out.

Natsumi was crying with her hands was still holding the sharp object that was smeared with blood. The younger girl was kneeling beside the pink woman who lost her consciousness. She was crying too, calling the woman's name.
"Silence!" He roared.
They immediately stopped and looked at him with fear in their eyes. He loved that. Oh my, how he enjoyed their pain more than anything else. He wanted to kick the older woman too, but he didn't dare to disobey his master's order. He longed to touch the woman's blood, to smear it onto his face, wanted to smell the blood, to taste his victory. But the master came first. If the master knew he had hurt the woman, it was going to be a hell to pay. So, he took out a syringe out of his coat.
"No! What are you doing? Don't kill her!" Meme cried.
"Oh, shut up! This is just a chakra inhibitor." The pink hair woman was too strong. He did not want to take any risk.
"Why are you doing this? Please, let us go." Meme pleaded.
"What, you think I am that stupid?" He spitted. "So you can go to the kazekage and tell him what I am going to do with his woman?"
"At least, please let Riko go," Meme pleaded again. "You promised you won't hurt her."
He just snorted. He carried the unconscious woman onto his shoulder and looked at both of them.
"Come on, come to Papa, let play hide and seek with the kazekage."
"Kuroki-kun, where are you taking us?"
He gave them his sinister smile.
"I am taking her to Uchiha Sasuke."

"We didn't find him." Shikamaru reported in the council room. Gaara had sent him as well as Kankuro to capture Kuroki when all the evidences had led into the man.
Gaara stared into his table grimly. So he was late. That traitor had already realized that Gaara knew his identity and choose to hide.
"So, the info about Sasuke Uchiha's whereabouts is true then." Baki said. "Uchiha has been waiting for the right time to infiltrate our village. And we have a traitor right under our nose in all this time."
"So, he is Uchiha's informer." Aki-sama spoke. "Hmm, maybe he already left the village."
"No, he can't get out. We had been tightening our security since last week. Nobody can get out without us know. So, he must be in this village." Gaara replied.
"But how can you be so sure?" Aki-sama asked. "Your sand cannot detect him, right?" Gaara glared at the elder. He clenched his hand until it became white. Damn it. The old man was right. He had spread every tiny particle of his sand in every nook and corner of the village, so nobody could get out without his knowledge. But the man was like a white ghost. His sand could not sense the man. Where else could him hiding?
"Well, maybe he used the secret tunnel." The hoarse voice of Ebizou-sama suddenly came out.
Every pair of eyes in that room stared at the old man. He had been sleeping since they had begun their meeting.
"What secret tunnel?" Gaara's voice was getting edgier with impatient.
"It has been long forgotten." Ebizou-sama closed his eyes and snored softly. Gaara's eyes twitched and struggled not to throttle the old man with his sand.
"Ebizou-sama?" Kankuro shook the elder's shoulder when he realized the old man was in danger from Gaara's wrath. Ebizou-sama's eyes blinked, and he coughed uncontrollably.
"What can you tell us about the tunnel?"Kankuro tried again.
"I don't remember it much. Too many tunnels, you can get loss there. The Fukudo family has been the sole gate keeper as long as I can remember. "
"Fukudo family?" Gaara's body shook with anger. He turned to Aki-sama. "You have been deceiving me since the beginning. We have made a deal concerning this village's defence before. Do you realize how easily our security can be breached?"
"No, I never know about this before, kaze-sama. We always trust you as our leader. " Aki-sama replied with regret. " But the tunnel info has never been stated in any book, in our library. Ebizou-sama is right; it has been long forgotten by the second generation."
"Ask Fukuda for the map, he can help us." Ebizou-sama said.
"The mansion was burned down two months ago! Gaara snapped. "Every member of the family was dead, remember?"
"Well, the main gate is in the Fukudo's mansion. The clan is the keeper after all."
Everybody went silence. Gaara sighed and rubbed his face in frustration.
"Kankuro ! Shikamaru! Order your unit to meet me there. "
Shikamaru and Kankuro had nodded before they left. Gaara glared at the councilors."I want all of you stay in this room and don't do anything stupid. You are not allowed to go anywhere until I say so. Is that clear?"
He waited until the elders had nodded in agreement before he turned to leave the room.
"But we still need a map," muttered the old man.

He had hated the kazekage ever since they were children. He still remembered the day when the bloody little monster carelessly took away his parents' life. So, it is normal if he wanted revenge, right? Unfortunately, it was never easy. How could the villagers so easily forget what the monster had done to them? How could they let the monster become their leader?
People could easily forget. But not him. Never him. So he had waited patiently for revenge. He needed to become strong. He needed to earn trust from his comrades. He was a half Fukudo after all. So when his uncle took him under his care, he could not believe his luck. He had found his Trump card at last.
A secret tunnel. Who would ever thought Fukudo's clan hold a key to an entire Suna defence system. The tunnels were long and confusing and full of traps. And it led out to the north canyons, where two rivers meet. He had accidently found the map when he had tried to steal a secret formula of a powerful weapon that his uncle kept in the old library.
Then he had formed his own assassin group. They had robbed and killed merchants who travelled to and from the village. It had been such a lucrative business as he had known which caravans carried valuable things. His group had been expanding as many outlaws from other villages came to seek his protection, until Gaara had taken his action and had killed nearly every member of his group.
He had nearly died when he fought Gaara, but was saved by someone. He still remembered that day. It was the day when the black hair man, with the face as beautiful as sin had walked toward his nearly lifeless body.
He had thought he was Death who wanted to take his life. But how could Death had such an angel feature? He couldn't take his eyes away from him. With an impassive face and unique red-black eyes, he wanted to worship the powerful raven. And like a lifelss doll, he had been carried to the nearest forest to be healed.
From that day, he was Uchiha Sasuke's slave.

Gaara could not believe his eyes. His fingers were still rubbing the dirty sash the he had found on the charred rubble. He knew who the sash belonged to.
He felt hurt and betrayed. Did Sakura go down to see Sasuke? All the bad thoughts came out from his mind. Did she lie to him all this time? About her feeling toward him?
"Gaara, Sakura is missing in the hospital. They could not find her anywhere." Shikamaru said. He just arrived with his group and was puzzled with Gaara's calm expression.
"I know where she is." He said and squeezed the sash. He closed his eyes and tried not to think about her being with Sasuke.
But it hurt. It hurt so damn much he wanted to scream with agony. The sand stirred as sensed his pain.
"Gaara?" Kankuro called, worried.
Gaara stood in front of the tunnel, began to form a seal. The flows of sand rushed into the dark passage.
"Don't worry, I will deal with her later." He said calmly.
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