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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 20: To the future

Two weeks later.
"So the tower guards have been completed today." Kankuro reported. Gaara just nodded and stared at the new and costly twin towers from his windows sill. As the village was situated in the valley between two massive mountains, the twin towers were built on the elevated areas that were opposite to each other. The surveillance by the towers would cover most area, either inside or outside of the village, Gaara noted with satisfaction.
Some people even said that; when it came to the safety, he was a control freak. But he knew better. He won't let something like five years ago would ever happen again because of the lack of precaution. And what had happened to Sakura recently…
Kankuro coughed to get his attention. "So, how is Sakura doing? I haven't seen her since the incident."
"She is still recovering." He replied. Sakura still resided in the hospital as a patient, although she usually spent her time tending her plants in the green house. But she would never be the same again. Her body had been slowly healed, but her emotion was still unstable. She had nightmares in almost every night, and that worried him. Sasuke had put an invisible scar on her that could never be healed.
"Temari said she is grieving for her unborn child." Kankuro said. Gaara curled his fingers. He should have forbid the medics for telling her about her miscarriage. It was another mistake that he had made when it comes to Sakura. She had not known about her nearly two month pregnancy, so when the medics told her about the news, it was another bombshell dropped on her. Yes, she was still grieving. Maybe that was the reason she had withdrawn herself from him. And he had allowed her; he noted with a pain tugging his heart. Didn't she know he was grieving too? He never thought he wanted a child so much until he felt that something precious was robbed from his heart.
"Gaara?" Kankuro asked again. "You said Sasuke had promised he won't bother her again. Can we trust him?"
"He won't," Gaara said dismissively.
"How can you be so sure?"
Gaara stared at the towers again. "Naruto was right for one thing. Sasuke wanted to use Sakura as his Trump card. Uchiha clan is famous for killing their loved ones to activate that Sharingan power."
"But he already has Mangekyô Sharingan. He obtained that five years ago."
"But Mangekyô Sharingan is still not the ultimate power in Uchiha clan." He said, remembering the silvery flame coming from Sasuke's fingers with the dark purple aura enveloping him. "That is the reason why he had built a deep feeling toward Sakura in all these years. To obtain that rare Sharigan, he needs to feel the ultimate agony when he kills the one he loves most."
Kankuro nodded. "So, he has gotten that power. And somehow Sakura is still alive."
"Yes." Gaara said slowly. "From now on he will become the most formidable enemy of all countries."

When he went to the green house looking for her, she wasn't there. He, the great Kazekage who was easily in panic nowadays, was barking to several medics to start searching for her whereabouts. When one of the guards reported she had used back gates this afternoon, Gaara dematerialized instantly, knowing so well her most favorite place in Suna.
His sand eye found her near to the bank river. She was startled when he appeared behind her suddenly.
"You shouldn't come here alone." He told her.
Sakura stared at him before turning to the river. It was already late afternoon, where the cool sky gave a clear blue hue. Sand particles were blown softly on the barren area where pale-yellow dunes met the skyline. Fishermen had already returned to the village, leaving the empty boats tied up to the riverbank. On the opposite side of the large river, they could see a family of deer was resting under shrubs, watching warily as a group of foxes taking their time drinking water from the river. Somewhere, a flock of geese was coming down from the sky, taking a rest before continuing their long journey. Two rabbits came out from a hole, sniffling curiously over Sakura's basket, before running back to their home.
They were in silence as Sakura stood contemplating the peaceful scenery in the surrounding. She used to tell him; this area reminded her of the greenness surrounding in Konoha. Maybe she did miss her village; Gaara noted. Then another thought came; what if she wanted to return to Konoha for good? Would he allow her to leave him?
"I'm sorry." She finally said. "I need to get out from the village. I feel suffocate there. People keep telling me how pitiful I am."
"They are concern about you. You are still in recovery." He said. "And you shouldn't even leave the village without any escort."
Sakura swirled and faced him.
"See? That's the problem! I am fully healed! But you still insist that I need to be treated like a patient and need to be confined! "
"I want to give you time to heal." He replied. "Physically and emotionally. I want you to return to your old self. "
"Is that the reason why you are keeping distant between us?" A flicker of pain crossed her face.
Gaara was taken aback by her question. Is that true? That, he was the one who put distance between them? He was busy lately; but he had stayed with her almost in every nights in the hospital, listening to her nightmares, blaming himself for not be able to protect her from the beginning.
"Gaara," she said again. "I am not weak as people used to think. I am a strong woman now. I won't get scared easily."
But, he was the one who scare. He was so afraid of losing her when she kept calling Sasuke's name every time she had her nightmares. How his heart sank when she stared without emotion with bruises and scars on her face and body when the medic told her about her miscarriage.
Perhaps he was the one who made her feel suffocate. He knew who he was. A demanding beast needed to feel that he was the one who was controlling their relationship, just because he couldn't survive again if something happened to her. But Sakura was like a wild butterfly. He could easily catch her, but she would eventually wither without having her freedom.
He watched her unbuttoning shirt before stripping out her clothes thoroughly. She carelessly discarded them and bent down to remove her shoes.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
She just shrugged. "I'm going to wash myself." She was watching him while taking off her bra, baring her breasts. "I came here to obtain other specimens. And now, as you can see, I am dirty after finishing my work." She bent down again to remove her panty before collecting a soap from her basket, giving him an appreciative view of the pink tips of her breasts and her rounded rump.
A wave of heat surged through him as his eyes drank the sight of her naked body. His nostrils flared as he watching her displaying herself boldly before him.
"Sakura, we are in outside." He tried to sound reasonable.
But she just shrugged and moved toward the river. He watched her soft globes as she waded into the river until the water level reached her thighs. She then settled down into the water and washed her hair before scrubbing her neck and shoulders.
"Well, you can join me if you want to. The air is cold, but the water is so warm right now."
His body hardened, swelling at the sight of her. She looked like a nymph enticing him with her alluring body. Her skin was glowing, basking in golden sunlight. She raised her arms to wash her hair, and her movement was so damn erotic. Her breasts were perking, and her skin was glistening wet as water dripping from her body. Gaara longed to touch the soft skin, wanted to taste the soft flesh, wanted to take her hard and fast, wanted to teach her to obey his command, demanded her submission. The need of her was so intense; he was burning inside with painful feeling.
But Sakura was still playing a game with him; it annoyed him to think that he was easily to lose control this fast. She knew damn well what she was doing to him; he would never hurt her, but he could not even help himself that he wanted her to come and submit to him. But she remained defiant; dared him to take a challenge to conquer her body with her playful glance and seductive moves.
But she was his; all his to take. He would kill anyone who tried to take away her from him again.
"Touch me, Gaara, I'm not a delicate creature. I can't bear to see you standing there without touching me." She said, pleading. "And about Sasuke, I told you before. He is part of my life. I can't erase him from my memory that easily." She said again, looking at him invitingly, her mesmerizing green eyes twinkled, challenging him. "But, you are the one that I want now."
Gaara shrugged off his robe and untied his belt to remove his trousers before striding nakedly toward her. She rose from the river, water dripping from her body. She was standing like a Goddess in her glory, as waiting for him to claim her. He touched her cold cheek, peeled off the strand of her wet pink hair plastering her skin. Sakura cupped the back of his hand and kissed his palm. He held her in his arms, covering her from the cold wind. The air was cold, but he felt hot inside, like a melting magma that needed to be released with shuttering eruption. The feel of her skin, as she teasingly rubbing herself made him wanted to maul her, to take her hard and fast, but he kept restraining himself. He kissed her temple, licked the water droplet running down her cheek. He tasted her earlobe, warming her cold skin with his breath.
But Sakura was getting another idea. Her fingers trailed downward impatiently to reach him. He let out a low grunt when she stroked his sensitive skin. He gritted his teeth as his arousal getting harder under her soft hand. Gaara held her hands to stop her.
"Wait." He breathed heavily, couldn't think he could hold any much longer without getting explode.
But Sakura was like a wild animal. She looked up at him. "Don't you want me Gaara? Or is it because I have many scars on my body you don't find me attractive anymore?"
"Damn it!" He said and began to kiss her roughly. "You are pushing me, Sakura." His mouth opened when kissing her throat, his hands roaming so possessively over her bare skin. Sakura let a small whimper.
"More, I need more." Sakura whispered and offered herself to him. Gaara took a small bite of her offering, suckling her nipple strongly, made her cried out in need.
"What made you think I don't want you?" He said with his hands splayed over her body, and his tongue licked every single scar that he could reach. She made a soft sound when he stroke and rotated her, patting her soft woman fleece. Sakura opened her legs wider, shamelessly exposing herself for his pleasure view.
He then carried her to the edge of the river with Sakura's legs wrapped tightly around him. They sank together into a carpet of grass by him putting her onto the softer spot, groaning when Sakura rubbing herself eagerly against him, and her cares turned into a frantically need.
But when he began to enter her, she cried in protest. "No, not like this." She said and turned to her hands and knees. She looked at him from her shoulder; cheeks flushed, and her green eyes were unfocused as they were burning with heat and desire.
Gaara couldn't think anymore. Sakura behaved like a female in heat. So he took her, fast and hard, long and shot. Sakura cried out and moved her body with the same urgency, meeting him after one another. They both like wild animals in a wilderness, copulated in mating season. He was breathing heavily, and the sweet scent of her wet arousal had obscured his sense and reasoning. He just wanted to feel her against his, wanted to sank deep inside her, wanted to consummate her need wholly.
Gaara shuddered when Sakura tightened against him as she found her released. He made several quick thrusts before found his own. They both sprawled onto the grass, breathing raggedly. He could feel his heart was still beating so fast; was likely going to explode soon. They stayed in this position in several minutes, enjoying each other's warm skin, under the open sky and peaceful surrounding.
Then Sakura pushed him, muttering that he was pinning her heavily onto the hard plane. He let her rolled onto her back, before held her hands again, locking up them above her head, and stared deeply into her eyes.
"I'm going to say this only once." He said seriously. "I won't let you hurt again, Sakura. From now on I will always protect you. I will protect you forever."
Sakura looked up at him, trembling, but she smiled anyway. "I know." She said softly.
He sighed and thrust deeper into her warm, welcoming home again.
He had his lover back.

Sakura stirred, and saw him watching her with an intense expression. Gaara was rubbing her naked body, trying to warm her as the temperature began to fall.
"Tell me," he said quietly. "If Naruto asked you to return to Konoha, would you agree?"
What with the question? Sakura wondered lazily. But she replied anyway. "It depends."
"Depend on what?" He frowned as if he couldn't control his jealousy.
"It depends on the man in front of me." She answered softly. "Depends on the man that I love whether he is not afraid to show his feelings to me. " Sakura smiled while staring deep into his eyes. "Depend on him whether he would tell me on how much he wants me stay beside him."
Gaara finally found his first smile.
"I love you, Sakura," he confessed slowly. "Will you marry me?"
Sakura's chest tightened, as the surge of happiness overcame her sense. He might be arrogant and impossible to live with. She knew he was no prince charming and sometime he was hard and rash, with his voice sometimes had an edge to it; in order to protect himself from painful feelings and old memories. He was always full of jealousy and still lacked of trust in her. And the list could go on. He would try to dominate her, tried to shape and mould her into his liking, but she might up to take the challenge. Because she knew one thing; he would never hurt her; physically and emotionally. He would protect her and their future children with his life. So she decided to earn his trust. Even it would take years to do that.
Sakura looked at the crimson hair man with glittering jade eyes with full of love; gladly they had found each other after all these years. She smiled softly. "Yes."

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