The Sweetest Victory | By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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A/N: I’m glad
everyone’s enjoying this thing. I know I’m having fun writing it! ^__^ Sorry to
disappoint anyone who doesn’t like NaruSasu, though, but
this fic will have it. It won’t be anything explicit
since this story’s not NC-17, but there will be a few sexual situations. That’s
why I listed all pairings in the beginning. I don’t want to surprise anyone
with something they really didn’t want to read. ^_^
Pairings: None
this chapter, but eventual NaruSasu, NaruSaku, SasuSaku
Disclaimer: I do
not own Naruto. I just like to play with the characters from time to time. XD
The Sweetest Victory
Chapter 2: Would You Like Plums With That?
She rolled her eyes as her attempts at ignoring the nearby conversation
failed. Did Naruto always have to be so loud?
Shaking her head, Sakura resumed picking at her breakfast. She didn’t really
feel like eating, but if they were about to train, she knew she’d need something in her stomach. The only thing
her body really seemed to want at the moment, though, was water and maybe some
more sleep.
“And then,” Naruto
continued in his usual overly boisterous voice between mouthfuls of food
complete with over-exaggerated hand gestures, “He had the nerve to spend all my money on sake for these two women he
had no chance with at all.”
Sakura’s eyebrow twitched. ‘How many times is he going to
tell everyone that damn story?’ One glance at Sasuke told her he was thinking
the exact same thing.
Kakashi, having inhaled his food at a record speed once
again, only chuckled from behind his book as he waited for everyone else to
finish eating, and Sakura couldn’t help but wonder if he knew something she
didn’t. She’d always found that particular story rather sad. Pathetic
even. Wasn’t Jiraiya supposed to be one of the legendary Sannin? But
then again, all three had turned out a little strange, hadn’t they? Maybe that
was where the amusement was, she decided.
Even though Naruto had finished his tale and had shifted his
attention to finishing his food, the pounding in her head remained. Training
was only going to make it worse, she realized, so Sakura began rerouting the
chakra in her body and tried to focus healing energies to her head. Unfortunately,
it took some serious effort, since the alcohol in her system had somewhat
disrupted her energy flow. After a few minutes, though, the pain had lessened
significantly. It was still an annoyance, but at least she’d be able to train.
The feeling of contentment quickly passed, though, as Sakura
felt eyes on her once again and looked up only to find Naruto and Sasuke
quickly devouring their rice. Okay, that was seriously getting annoying. She
knew they were watching her, waiting to see if she’d react and hoping to catch
her discomfort in being near their team leader after this morning’s illusion.
‘Assholes. Both of them,’ Inner
Sakura muttered. ‘I still can’t
believe they fooled me so easily!’
When she thought about it, though, she had to admit (however
begrudgingly) that her teammates had done a rather decent job with that
genjutsu. She’d never been to Kakashi-sensei’s place, so that part was easy
enough to fake. The mask… well, none of them had seen him without it, so it
only made sense to leave it on. In fact, she was glad they did. It would’ve
been too much of a tease to think she’d seen his face only to find out later it
was just an illusion. Besides, it seemed fitting in a bizarre Kakashi-sensei
sort of way for him to still have it on while not wearing anything else.
What she couldn’t figure out – and this one was driving her
absolutely nuts – was when they’d seen her underwear. Had one of them gone
through her stuff? Had they watched her change yesterday? Her eyes narrowed.
She had to admit the idea of Sasuke spying on her didn’t anger her nearly as
much as it should have, but Naruto…
‘Oh shit. What if one of them peeked while
I was passed out?’
Inner Sakura was screaming expletives that would’ve made
Kakashi blush. That was it. It didn’t matter how they knew about her red and white polka dotted panties. She was
going to smack them around severely. She felt the wood of her chopsticks begin
to give and had to force herself to calm down before they snapped in her hand.
‘I’m going to need something good to get them back with. I could do what they did and make them
think they had sex with someone.’ She snorted and quickly discarded the idea.
‘That wouldn’t be much of a payback, would it? Unless… Oh ho ho! That’s the one!’ She knew what she was going to do and had
to struggle to keep straight face at the thought. It was just a matter of waiting
for the right moment.
Sakura took another bite of rice and decided she was
definitely done. She dropped the chopsticks in the bowl and shoved it away from
her. Her head felt better, but her stomach was still unsettled. ‘Maybe it’s
more from nerves than the hangover.’
“You didn’t eat much,” Kakashi commented as he turned the
page of his book.
“I’m not very hungry,” she shrugged, trying to act like it
was nothing out of the ordinary.
“Well, if you’re done, we should go,” Kakashi commented as
he stood and slipped the book back in his pouch. The four of them paid for
their meals and began their walk toward the training grounds.
Glancing down at the clothes she’d been wearing since the
day before, she grimaced. She hadn’t even brushed her teeth yet! Her mouth
opened to tell them she’d meet them there in a few minutes, but she quickly
stopped herself. No matter how icky she felt or how innocent it had been, she really didn’t want to have to explain
the situation to Kakashi. At least not at the moment. The
less she had to be subjected to his evaluating stare today, the better.
‘I’m a shinobi. I can handle a day without basic hygiene,’
she tried to tell herself, unable to keep from cringing. At least she wasn’t
the only one who hadn’t been home yet. Sakura took great pleasure in knowing
that Sasuke was feeling just as grungy as she was.
The group took to the trees once they made it to the edge of
the woods with Kakashi in the lead and Sasuke several meters off to the side.
Naruto appeared right next to her with a devious grin on his face.
“Liking the view, Sakura-chan?”
She gave him a sideways glance before looking ahead to see
what he was babbling about. Kakashi was in front of them, bending into a crouch
each time he landed on another branch. She rolled her eyes.
“This is me ignoring you,” she smirked.
Naruto seemed to think about it for a second. “Well, I guess
that wouldn’t be much compared to the eye-full you got this morning.”
Her eyebrow quirked upward at that
comment. “What? Sensei in a sheet?” She almost
laughed. He had a nice chest. She’d admit that, but it was still just a chest.
Not exactly what she’d call an eye-full.
“Oh, yeah right. Come off it. We saw you peek. I had no idea
you were such a naughty girl.” The blonde’s smile got impossibly wider as he
wiggled his eyebrows at her.
Sakura grimaced, thinking Naruto looked entirely too amused
by that idea.
“But man, you
should’ve seen Sasuke’s face. I thought his eyes were
gonna fall out of his head,” he snickered.
Her jaw clenched almost painfully, and she was sure she was
blushing. ‘Damn it, damn it, damn it!’ Inner
Sakura growled. ‘Okay, calm down. Payback is already planned. Keep your cool
until then, Sakura.’
She took a deep breath before smirking and turning back to
her teammate as she cracked her knuckles.
“You know something, Naruto, I think you like getting your ass kicked, otherwise
you wouldn’t ask for it so much. I didn’t know you were such a masochist.”
He stared at her in confusion for a moment, and she had to
resist the urge to gloat. “Maso-what?”
“Masochist. It’s someone who gets
off on pain.”
“Whoa, you really are a pervert, aren’t you?” he laughed in
surprise.
She was unable to stop herself from smacking him upside the
head.
“No, dumbass.
I’m a medic. Not all the injuries we treat happen in battle.”
Naruto blinked slowly as he absorbed that little tidbit.
Suddenly he turned toward her, his face a mixture of shock and annoyance. “And
you never thought to share this information?!”
Sakura burst into a fit of laughter, momentarily forgetting
she was supposed to be angry with him.
~*~
Their training session had been long and irritating. Her
teammates still seemed to be anticipating some sort of reaction from their
tacky illusion. Naruto even had the gall to glance at Kakashi then back to her
and quirk his eyebrows suggestively. She was almost tempted to start flirting with the older man or kiss him or
something just to give them something to actually gawk at.
‘Don’t let it get to you. You’ll just give them more ammunition,’
she kept telling herself. Freaking out would only clue them in on just how much
this morning had unsettled her. She could wait for revenge so long as their
goading didn’t escalate beyond what it already was. A few teasing comments and
lewd gestures never killed anyone.
Instead, Sakura settled on burning up her aggression while
sparring. Kakashi had split them up into pairs and traded with her halfway
through, allowing her ample time to give each of them a satisfactory beating. That
was enough to appease her bloodlust for the time being.
When the session ended late that afternoon, the three of
them were sitting on the ground starving and worn out.
“Listen up. We have a mission tomorrow, so I hope you got
whatever it was out of your systems. I don’t want personal squabbles
distracting anyone.” Kakashi’s exposed eye shifted
from one team member to the next waiting for their acknowledgement.
“Yes, Sensei,” the three grumbled in unison.
“Good. Let’s meet up at the gate at 0700. We’ll be spending
at least one night away possibly two, so pack accordingly.”
The three nodded, and with that, Kakashi disappeared into
the trees.
Sakura flopped backwards onto the grass as she stared up at
the sky. Exhaustion was starting to get to her, especially since she didn’t eat
much of a breakfast, and they’d skipped lunch altogether.
“Man, I’m hungry,” she muttered, smiling to herself when her
teammates mumbled their agreements. “I would kill for some of the old lady’s
fresh plums right now.”
“Strawberries,” Naruto interjected.
“Yeah, with a dash of sugar,” she agreed. “Or
peaches. Maybe even some mangoes if she has any this time of year.”
“Alright, let’s go,” Naruto decided as he hauled himself up
off the ground and then moved to pull Sakura to her feet. She smirked inwardly.
Sometimes it was just too easy. “Come on, Sasuke!” the blonde yelled over his
shoulder at his other teammate.
“Whatever. I’m going home,” the dark-haired ninja mumbled.
Sakura was quickly dragged down the dirt road with Sasuke
following. Not because he had any interest in accompanying them or anything,
though. Their destination just happened to be in the same direction as his
home.
“Naruto, slow down,” she complained, wrenching her wrist
away from him so she could walk at a more reasonable pace.
“Eh, sorry,” he grinned sheepishly. “I guess I’m pretty
hungry.”
“So I am, but I’m also freaking tired. We shouldn’t have skipped lunch.”
“Yeah, Kakashi-sensei probably did that on purpose,” Naruto
pouted.
“Well, if you two hadn’t been acting like such obvious
retards… Did you seriously think he wouldn’t notice?” she growled as her arms
crossed over her chest.
“Like he didn’t
notice you beating up Naruto on the way to breakfast?” Sasuke snorted. “Don’t
blame it all on us.”
Sakura’s only response was a sideways glare as the trio finally
made it to their destination. It was just a typical vendor stand as the lady
didn’t have enough stuff to need a large store, but this one always had the
freshest produce. More than a few of the villagers speculated on what kind of
connections the elderly woman had to always have such stock.
“Good afternoon,” the woman greeted when they approached. “Oh,
look at what strong, handsome young men you two are becoming!” she added as she
usually did. And as usual, Naruto grinned awkwardly while Sasuke seemed to
ignore the comment altogether.
“And look at you,” she smiled, turning her attention to
Sakura. “You must be happy about having such handsome teammates.”
“Oh, yes. They’re definitely… something,” the pink-haired kunoichi smirked in response. Sasuke
sneered at her but then rolled his eyes when she stuck her tongue out at him
before turning her attention back to the vendor in front of them.
The woman had to be close to 70, Sakura guessed from the
lines in her face and the spots on her hands. She was always friendly, and for
a moment, the young kunoichi felt a twinge of guilt for what she was about to
do. But then she remembered the obscene gesture Sasuke had made with his hand and
mouth during their spar.
No, she’d feel no guilt over this at all. It was necessary,
and payback would be oh so sweet.
Sakura quickly scanned over the bins until she found what
she was looking for and snatched up three pieces of fruit.
“I’ll take these.” She gave the woman the money and stuffed
two of the plums in her bag. She was so hungry that she was going to eat the
other one right there.
Taking a rather large bite of the fruit, Sakura moaned. She
actually moaned! Hell, she didn’t care. She was starving, and it was good.
“MMmmmm.”
Her eyes closed in what looked like pure bliss. Even Sasuke paused to watch the
spectacle. Her head tipped back just a bit, and a small bit of juice glistened
on her lips. She swallowed the first bite and licked the juice away. “So good,” she groaned in a low, throaty
voice.
Well, Naruto was sold, and Sasuke even seemed to consider it
as he joined him in front of the portion of the stand that held the plums.
Whether it was because of her production or their own
hunger, she didn’t know nor did it matter. They were right where she wanted
them.
Sakura smirked and waited until the old woman turned around
to sort through a crate behind the stand to make her move. She didn’t really
want her involved anyway, just her likeness. Quickly, her hands formed the
seals, trapping the unaware teens in the jutsu.
Suddenly the woman appeared nude between Naruto and Sasuke
with an arm draped over the shoulders of each.
“So which one of you hot, young things wants my mouth, and
which one wants the other end?” she asked with a wide, toothless smile. “I have
this trick I can do with my tongue…”
The jutsu didn’t last long. Sakura suspected it wouldn’t,
but the looks on their faces proved the illusion had its desired effect.
Besides, the moment those two decided it would be funny to make her think she’d
given their sensei a show and a blow job, the competition shifted from quality
genjutsu to shock value.
She bit her lip as her teammates turned and glared at her as
they came back to reality. Naruto had stabbed himself in the hand with a kunai,
while blood trickled from Sasuke’s mouth apparently
from biting his own tongue. The pair actually looked nauseous, and Sakura could no longer stifle her amusement at the
situation. ‘Oh yes, payback’s a bitch, huh, boys?’
“S..Sakura-chan?” Naruto sounded almost in pain, and it only made her laugh
harder. She was hunched over, propped up with one hand on her knee. The other
hand gripped her side as the muscles began to ache.
“Sorry, I’m not very hungry now,” the blond mumbled and
turned to continue walking toward Sasuke’s place.
They were going to need a battle plan, it appeared. The youngest Uchiha glowered
at Sakura a moment longer as she attempted to get control of herself before he turned
to follow Naruto.
“See you guys tomorrow,” she called after them in a
sing-song voice as she tried to stand up straight. The back of her hand rested
on her overheated forehead as she tried to calm herself. She couldn’t quit
smiling for anything. Deciding that today hadn’t turned out so bad after all,
Sakura started off in the direction of her home, leaving a very bewildered
fruit vendor to try to figure out what the hell happened.
~*~
TBC
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