Shogi Anyone? | By : Shortcake Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 13931 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Kazekage and Naruto’s clone approached the house at a light walk, keeping the pace easy for the man who was only 2 days out from his surgery. “Naruto, is there anything helpful you can tell me about Sakura?”
The faux Naruto shrugged his shoulders, “I’m not sure, Gaara. I mean, I’m totally happy for both of you. I have no idea how you got her to go out with you. I tried to get a date with her for years, but she was always hung up on Sasuke, so I never made any progress, ya know?”
Gaara stroked his chin thoughtfully, “That’s right you’re like a brother to her. Not sure how I know that. But, Uchiha Sasuke, you say?”
The clone went on, “Yeah, I mean, she had a serious crush on him since we were kids but Sasuke never felt that way about her. And after this last time, when he left the village again to go do ‘penance’ or whatever – me and Sakura both knew it was a bunch of crap. Anyway, he kinda left her hanging with this ‘well, maybe someday’ line. But he never even wrote her a letter or anything, ya know? … I guess she decided to move on. Lucky you.”
Gaara suddenly looked concerned, “But then, that means I’m jut the rebound guy. What happens when she decides to move on from the rebound guy?”
The clone scratched his head, “I wouldn’t say it’s a rebound thing because they never actually dated. I think Sakura just grew up and decided to date someone who was actually interested in her. Also, I’ve never seen her like this before. Dude, she is totally in love with you.”
They arrived at the house entrance, “Okay then. She loves me, and she needs me. Which one is her room?” the red head queried.
“Right this way, Gaara.” The bouncy clone took him straight to her door. “See you on the other side.” He smiled and poofed away.
The real Naruto opened the door before he could knock. “Hey, Gaara.” He high fived the Kazekage.
Gaara barely noticed him. Sakura was sitting on her bed in a lotus position, an IV stuck in her arm, her pink hair falling in loose waves around her face. The sight of her made his heart swell. How this was possible when he couldn’t remember a single date, he didn’t know. He only knew he loved her. “Sakura!” He leapt onto the bed sitting next to her in a heartbeat, his arms wrapped around her, holding her close.
“Gaara!” She replied, her right hand dropping the pencil and wrapping around his shoulders. She buried her face in his chest as a sob wracked her torso. Then the tears fell. She cried in his arms, emotions overwhelming her senses.
He tightened his grip on her as he patted the back of her head. “It’s okay, Sakura… I’m here... I’m here… Darling, why is there an IV in your arm?”
Sakura leaned back to look her sweetheart in the eye. She opened her mouth to speak only to have him kissing away her tears and planting a firm kiss on her lips. Eventually, he leaned back too, gazing into her eyes. She explained that it was because of the nausea and anemia, how she’d lost too much weight, but they were getting her back on track and the babies were doing alright. “But Gaara, how are you here? You were expected another full day in the hospital even if things went perfect. Tell me. What’s wrong?”
In an uncharacteristically open display, Gaara verbally vomited on his fiancé. “I don’t remember anything for the last five months. Except Ino shared her memories of me from the day before the surgery since I declined the back up procedure the day of the surgery. So, I can’t remember dating you or proposing, or any of that stuff. But somehow, I know I love you and that Naruto is like a brother to you and that I call you darling all the time and I knew you needed me, so I had to come even though I made Tsunade kind of angry. Does this make any sense? I feel like I’m babbling.”
Sakura smiled. She squeezed his hand lightly and stroked the side of his face with her other hand. “Yes, Gaara. It makes sense and you are babbling. That’s alright… Now I know just what they’ve been holding back from telling me and why.”
“Darling, why would they not tell me the details of your condition and why would they hold back from telling you about mine?” He asked, genuinely confused.
Sakura explained, “Well, in your case, when someone has just had a major surgery, it’s standard practice to avoid upsetting them, if it’s possible. I’m sure they decided you didn’t need to know the details of my condition and that you had enough to cope with, so they just left that part out. As for me, they know I’ve been treating you for 3 months, that I called Tsunade in for the surgery, and they didn’t want to upset me either. I’m hormonal – I mean I just cried because I haven’t seen you for a couple days and you hugged me. Plus, none of them is as well versed in neuroscience as I am, so some of the things you’ve noticed are probably puzzling to them and, from their view, unexpected.”
Gaara was in awe of her, “darling, you are brilliant.” He leaned in kissing her passionately on the lips as he lowered her torso onto the bed beneath him. His tongue thrust into her mouth as his hand reached under the edge of her pajama top. A sudden loud cough caught his attention. Gaara sat back up, suddenly recalling they were not alone.
Naruto’s face was bright red. “Umm… maybe you should save some of that for later, Gaara.”
Sakura giggled, “My life is now complete. I’ve managed to embarrass Naruto Uzumaki.” She sat back up herself. “Gaara, Naruto, why don’t you two pull up a chair and I’ll explain some things.”
A half hour and a few diagrams later, Gaara nodded once more with understanding as Naruto plunged his head into his hands, “Sakura-chan! Please have mercy! My brain is hurting from all this.”
Sakura looked up at the straining blond man. “What is it you don’t understand, Naruto?”
“Well, Ino said it’s like when the bridge is out. You can see the other side is there, but you can’t cross the river and get to it because there’s no bridge, right?” The exasperated ninja explained.
Sakura nodded, “That’s a good analogy. So, what’s not making sense to you?”
“Then how can Gaara know he loves you? How can he kiss you like that? How does he know to call you ‘darling’ if he can’t even remember having a single date with you?”
Sakura sighed. This was exactly what she’d been going over for the past half hour. Gaara simply gave that wry little smile of his, leaving her to deal with Naruto on her own. “Alright Naruto. So, the bridge is out, and you can’t get across. That doesn’t mean you have no information about the land on the other side. Maybe you have a map. Maybe you have a reconnaissance report from someone who has been there. Maybe a friend told you about their trip there and gave you a postcard. Does that help?”
“So then, information about what Gaara learned from the past five months is tucked away in different parts of his brain even though he can’t access the memory of the events directly?” Naruto hoped he had that right.
“Yes!” Sakura nearly jumped out of the bed with glee at getting through to her knuckleheaded teammate. Naruto had many talents, but he’d always struggled with the academics.
…
Ino went over all the details of Gaara’s discharge instructions with Kankuro and Temari. “Do you have any questions for me?” She asked at the end.
Kankuro slipped a hand surreptitiously around her waist, “Maybe we could discuss the details later… privately.” He winked at her while lightly licking his lips.
Temari knew she’d fucked her brother, but she did not want her new pet to feel abandoned. She reached out and took hold of Ino’s hand, “Oh, there’s no need for you to trouble Kankuro. I can help you with any … private … matters you need to discuss.”
Kankuro leaned in and lowered his voice, “Temari! You have a fiancé to think of and Ino is a woman!” He tightened his grip on Ino’s small waist.
Temari also spoke softly, “For your information, brother, my fiancé likes it when I bring home another woman to play with. And while I’m out of town I’m allowed to play with any woman I like. I like playing with Ino. Understand?” She let go of the medic’s hand and slipped her possessive fingers onto Ino’s well rounded ass cheek, squeezing it gently.
Ino stepped in, “Kankuro, Temari, please… let’s not make a scene… After all there is plenty of me to go around. Can’t we all just share and be happy?”
Kankuro thought as he ogled Ino’s voluptuous body. She was a hot fuck, and he definitely wanted to take another dip in her snatch. “I don’t know… Up until a couple of weeks ago, I thought my sister was a virgin. Now I find out she’s also a switch hitter. I’m not sure if I can… share.”
Temari rolled her eyes, “Kankuro, please. One, I’m not married yet. Two, Shika and I are very open about my bisexuality. I wasn’t kidding. He enjoys seeing me with another woman. It won’t offend him if we have a little fun with Ino.”
Ino couldn’t resist adding an enticement, “Besides, I think you two would be amazed at how alike you are in bed. I mean that in the most respectful sense that I’d absolutely love to have sex with both of you again.” She licked her lips suggestively and trailed a hand slowly down her neck and between her extra-large breasts. “Especially now that this very long day is finally over… Wouldn’t the two of you like to … relax… together with me?”
Kankuro sighed. It was wrong. I mean, Temari was his sister. His sister. But she was also hot. Watching two women go at it was really hot. And with one of them being Ino… “Alright. My room, seven o’clock, be prepared. I certainly will.” He smacked Ino lightly on the ass, then turned and left. After all, he had arrangements to make.
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