The Sharingan and The Blossom | By : aiimeru Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Krickets: Gah sorry for the gaps! I'll do my best not to put so many in this time oki? ;--; thank you for reading! And giving me a nice review heehee ^--^
KinKin: Yes! I wanted them to have a that type of feel to it, I'm thinking about writing another one after this one, but just a bit longer >o< thank you for reviewing! :3
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Sakura pressed her hands up against her red face while 44 year old Mikoto lectured them both. She thought that Itachi was blushing also; she couldn't look at him at the moment.
He just... took her hand and led her to that aisle way. Her blush deepened as her hands dropped, her breathing became shallow. The way he had touched her, and how close she was to-
His warm hand caressed her cheek while his lips pressed against her ear in a feather light kiss. "Don't think about such dirty things when my mother is lecturing us." He whispered.
Her breathing stopped as she turned to him. He was... SMILING!? Her eyes widened as she looked back to Mikoto who was now shouting at them both, not seeming to care what actions they took.
'And... I was... reminiscing about... What just...-' her blush turned crimson.
"Mother?" Itachi asked in a gentle voice, causing Mikoto to cease from her yelling. "What is it!" She demanded, tucking her dark hair back, she didn't look a day over 36. The years had been kind to her; Mikoto herself had always considered herself a caring mother and a respectable woman.
Especially now that she was part of such a family, "Isn't father still possessive over you?" He asked bluntly. Mikoto flushed, "Itachi!"
"I mean it..." Itachi said turning to her with a cool expression. "When another man even looks at you…" He drew out seeing Mikoto turn away from them, "Well... yes …your father has always been a bit..."
"Territorial?" Sakura spurted.
Both turned to the pink haired beauty. "Well... yes." Mikoto spoke seeing Itachi smile and nuzzle her neck, "That is how I feel, mother." He said, seeing Sakura turned red yet again, followed by many shades darker as his lips trailed up and kissed her chin.
"But Itachi..." Mikoto started then sighed, her hands lowering. Her voice calming itself, "maybe we are rushing things with you." She said in a sigh seeing Sakura blink. "Maybe you do need time to think about the marriage before-"
"Regardless of any decisions made within the family, my mind is set." Itachi spoke in a hard tone. "I chose Sakura to be my bride and she will be." He said seeing her turn him, the unsure look she had morphed into a smile.
Itachi pressed his forehead against hers, "Itachi..." Sakura whispered.
Mikoto covered her face with one hand, her blush evident. "Young people these days." She muttered to herself. "Uchiha-san." Sakura whispered in wonder, Itachi eyed her warningly while she covered her mouth suddenly. "I-Itachi..-san." She spoke seeing him smile to her. "Yes?"
Her lips quivered, she wanted to say something, something serious. "Are... you sure?" She asked, and from her disappointed sigh, he noticed right away that, that wasn't what she wanted to say. But never the less he took her small hand within his larger one and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Yes."
With this said Mikoto gave out one defeated sigh and left them alone, closing the sliding door behind them. Awareness spiked her skin as she noticed the door slide shut, shrouding them both in a private, seducing aura.
She closed her eyes, expecting a kiss, but when she leaned in and felt nothing press up against her, her eyes snapped open to find Itachi walking toward the sliding door, reaching for the handle.
And for a brief moment Sakura felt a tiny sting in her gut. 'For sure... I thought that he would kiss me.' She thought while she got up quickly and walked behind him, while he went out of the room, her still in it, "Wait." She spoke seeing him turn to her curiously.
It was so fast...
But suddenly he felt a warm small pair of lips cover over his own. A little breathy sigh escaped her while her right hand clenched to his casually worn black shirt. He jumped suddenly, from the impact of the kiss.
And for the first time in his entire life, he moaned from shock of it all. She looked at him surprised, while he covered his mouth in shock from the sound he made. Sakura merely giggled, "Uchiha-kun is very cute." Sakura laughed seeing his eyes turn into a half surprised, dazed and almost glare at her.
"You-..."
He lunged for her, and he expected her to let herself be pounced on. But she evaded, she dodged him by moving to the side, her giggles turning into cute squeaks while she ran out the door. "Now we can leave this room!" She said as she ran past him.
Turning he decided to chase after her. "Get back here, Sakura-chan! My name is Itachi, call me Itachi! Not Itachi-san, not Uchiha-kun, Itachi!" He said and found himself laughing with her. And at that moment he found something strange... something that he's never felt before...
'She acts different than the other women I’ve been with before.' he thought as he inhaled the scent she gave while he played her little game of tag. 'She doesn't pretend to know me or play the little mind tricks that women play.' He thought while he managed to loop an arm around her slim waist.
'Her reactions are pure... when she moans it's really what she feels. She doesn't pretend...' He thought the same thing echoing in his head.
She's real... She's real...She's real.
"I love you, Sakura." Was the first thing he managed to say before he even thought it. Then suddenly he froze, feeling Sakura gasp and stiffen in his hold.
"What?" Sakura asked, the words that came out of his mouth were just as sudden to her.
He felt his world turn over. He'd never spoken them before, to anyone. Because he didn't believe that they existed…not for him, and right then he almost wanted to laugh at himself for falling so easily… he's only met her a few times now, and with that in mind ever since the first time he has, he's never been able to get her face out his head.
He held her tighter, his blush turning crimson as he lifted her up off of the ground to plant a hard kiss on her lips. Her body pressed up against his, his fingers stretched out on the small of her back as he ravished her lips.
The kiss dizzied him making him stagger back trying to hold his balance from the sudden dreamy sensation he felt as his tongue delved in her mouth. 'Damn you...' He thought while his other hand crept up to tangle his fingers in her soft pink hair.
Her mouth was warm; her tongue was soft against his own. He felt her hands, clinging to him.
"Nngf.." Was all she managed to moan while he himself clumsily walk down the steps and hold her against a Cherry Blossom tree. Some petals falling against her heated cheeks while he released her mouth, saliva wet her lips, made them look juicy...
"What... did you say?" Sakura asked again.
Her legs were open, dangling on either side of his waist while his newly found erection rubbed against her soft part. "I said I love you." He repeated, his cheeks catching a red hue once more while he stared down to her lips.
Her beautiful, juicy... suckable lips.
He felt something strange bubble in his gut every time he said it. He wanted to tell her that he'd give anything to have her by his side, so that she'd be his and his alone. He wanted to mark her, to scar her.
His mind went blank once her hips ground against his. He leaned in and sucked on her neck hard, earning her a surprised gasp. 'That's it... feel it. Feel what you do to Me.' he thought in a hiss as he then noticed something warm seep into his pants...
She was wet.
Itachi felt himself bite back a moan as she bucked against him once more. "Itachi..." She gasped as she clung to him, her breasts pressed up against his perfectly toned chest.
He ached... he ached to bad he could cry. He wanted her, more than he's ever wanted any woman, any girl... he wanted this innocent... beautiful thing. This pink haired goddess in front of him, pinned by him, and while he kissed her, and felt her murmur that she too loved him against his lips, both failed to notice a certain dark haired boy, staring at the two from the roof.
Sasuke felt his eyes grow darker and darker while he watched the two kiss over and over. And for some reason he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene played out before him. His gut held an ugly blackness in it, one that he could not get rid of since he heard wind of Sakura's acceptance to the proposal. And watching both of them converse... connect... and fall in love... only managed to darken the feelings inside him that he was trying so desperately not to feel.
Sakura was always just a girl to him. A thin, weak little girl...one that would follow him to the ends of the earth just to steal one of his glances, rare smiles… One that would never fall in love for anyone else because she was all ready in love with what she thought was the one best person in her entire life.
He never thought that she would give up, never expected her to fall in love. Not with the person he admired the most out of everyone. 'You just want her now because your brother has her.' His mind ranted, his eyes flashed slightly as he heard her moan once again, this time louder.
He noticed how Itachi was slowly managing to take her top off. His expertise with women was being put to good use as he noticed his older brother’s mouth travel down to capture one exposed, rock hard-pink nipple into his mouth.
Sakura almost screamed as he gently bit into it, the pain echoes in her body like spasms as he pushed his exposed erection against her bare, hairless core. "Itachi... ah Itachi!" She gasped as she threw her head back, coming all over his hard length, blushing hard as she wrapped her arms around him, her eyes opening for a brief moment.
Sasuke could have sworn she saw him, until her eyes rolled back and shut completely while he took her into another hot kiss.
He had seen her face...her lips were damn from his kisses, her cheeks were flushed with her last orgasm. Her body was shaking as he continued to press against her, and when he entered her, she let out yet another scream right into his mouth.
Sasuke felt himself gasp as he covered her mouth. His brother was... right in..-!!!
'Anyone could come by! Anyone could see!" He thought his face turning a scarlet red, 'Is he that fucking insane!!?' He thought while he blinked hearing him moan against her.
"I love you."
Sasuke looked away, their moans growing louder and louder. So loud that even a person hard of hearing could hear them clearly blocks away!
"Itachi! I-I.. AH I LOVE YO- nmgh!"
Sasuke felt his eyes go wide; tears suddenly came as he covered his mouth. Then all at once he ran from the area… ran as fast as he could.
Their moans gradually faded in the background.
He was sickened of himself. Sickened that he couldn't have the balls to tell her how he really felt until it was too late, sickened that he himself was actually hard from hearing such things. Wishing that it was him in that position, practically raping her instead of his damn brother!
He found himself breathing heavily as he stumbled on the entrance to the pub of the village. He needed a drink... needed to get himself drunk and forget.
He wanted to keep thinking that he didn't like that stupid pink haired girl, he wanted to keep thinking she was just a silly person out for his affection. He was happy she was gone, that she moved on.
He didn't love her, he didn't realize it. He didn’t just witness Itachi ravish Sakura... he didn't love her, He didn't!
Tears came out form his eyes as he ordered a drink. The bartender not bothering to ask him his age handed him one shot, he quickly downed it. Asking for another...
'Fuck...' He sobbed as he felt his throat burn as he downed yet another.
'FUCK!'
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