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Genjutsu Gone Right	By : sandman-nobody Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 159777 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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Chapter List
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A/N: wow, been a while huh? Sorry about that. After the incredible reception this story got the last thing I wanted to do was stop updating. Unfortunately, after posting the second chapter I ran into a little road block that made going further a little difficult. But I’m back now and I think you’ll enjoy what I’ve done to further the story. Not a lot of verity yet but we’ll get there soon enough. If you enjoy be sure to leave a review.
Tag(s): Missionary, Oral, Petting.
Girl(s): Sakura
Words: 11400
Chapter 3
Trees blew harshly in the wind of a cool day. To anyone it was just another day in fire country. With light clouds floating overhead and the warmth of the sun comfortable in the way it sank into the skin.
Nearby, one man stood hidden in a high tree. His one eye scanned the lower area, watching for three figures slowly moving towards the same point. He waited for them to stop.
“Team seven, report positions, over.”
“Crow is in position, over.” A bored tone sounded.
“Cherry is in position, over.” Sakura’s sweet voice answered. As the final member spoke, all three teammates found themselves wincing.
“Naruto is in position!”
Kakashi sighed remembering that it was pointless to try and reprimand the blonde. Instead he went on.
“Any visuals? Over,” the Cyclopes asked. Even though he could clearly see the target even from that far away. Sasuke was the first respond.
“Crow, check. Over.”
“Move in.”
No sooner did the command leave their team leader’s lips did Sasuke’s blur fire from the shadows towards their target. It never stood a chance.
“Meooooow!”
Gathered together, Team Seven stood around an irate Uchiha grappling with the familiar feline, Tora. While the other two at lest attempted to hide their amusement, Naruto openly laughed at his rivals predicament.
“God damned cat!” Sasuke hissed, his arms and chest getting torn apart by the deadly claws. Lines of blood could be seen seeping from multiple wounds. “Can someone grab this thing already?!” No one moved to step in. And so, stuck with the beast, Sasuke found himself glaring even as they made their way back to the village.
Clenched teeth and curses bitten as they flew from his lips, after another handful of minutes of enjoying Sasuke’s distress a certain blonde felt his smile broaden. Slowing enough to match his rival’s pace, a lone eye turned in his direction to glare, as if daring him to say a word. Naruto naturally rose to the occasion.
“He-He, geez Sasuke, can’t even handle a tiny cat huh, huh?” Hands propped against the back of his head, his relaxed posture was only made more irritating as he released yet another belly of laughter. He earned his team mates charcoal dark glare.
“Idiot!” He seethed, flinching ever few seconds as the ball of fur and fangs continued to struggle. “You think it’s easy you take him!” Expecting the blonde boy back away, Sasuke was surprised when instead he simply held out his hands. The Uchiha stared at him for a second, watching wearily as though looking for the trap. But when a single swipe of Tora’s claw landed against his cheek, Sasuke could feel a line of blood form just inches from his left eye.
This turned out to be more than enough motivation to throw the cat at his team mate. If Naruto wanted to prove a point, then he could get his eye clawed out. But watching the blonde catch the cat, Sasuke found himself surprised.
The cat’s substantial weight settled against his and Naruto wince at its claws sank into forearms. Keeping a pleasant smile on his face, he spoke. “Hey, hey, come on. Don’t worry. Calm down and let’s get you back to your family!” Everyone in Team Seven watched with astonishment as, rather than claw the boy’s face off for his troubles, the feline actually seemed to listen, dropping to a ball of dead weight in his hands. It wasn’t happy, but he wasn’t clawing them either. And that alone was enough to give pause.
When Naruto shot Sasuke his shit eating grin, the pale boy felt his temper flair. “Geez Sasuke, guess you just don’t have what it takes.” The taunting ultimately worked, earning the blonde a cold glare from his least favorite teammate. He stomped off ahead of the team soon after, chased away by the obnoxious sound of the blonde’s boisterous laughter.
Watching all of this from behind, the lone female amongst the three men could only shake her head.
“Naruto,” Sakura groaned. She forced her way up to the blonde so he could see her pained expression. “What have I told you about picking fights with Sasuke?” Answering to the pinkette’s disapproval, Naruto’s laugher abruptly stopped, replaced by an expression of insincere regret. A frown on his face, the light in his eyes was unmistakably joyful.
At any other time in their life, this would have been met with outright anger. A fist in his face and her voice booming with the indignation that was her beloved’s insult. But this time the young woman found she could only shake her head, subtly slowing her pace to walk next to the shorter blond boy. And Naruto brightened all the more because of it.
Two weeks. That’s how long it’s been since she found herself inexplicitly in a relationship with Naruto Uzumaki. How it had happened was still a little confusing, and quite a bit embarrassing. But already anyone watching could see the drastic change in the nature of their relationship. Naruto was fairly the same, smiling at the pink haired girl with all his heart. Sakura thought, well she couldn’t be more different.
Rather than marching along her past crush, she seemed content to match pace with her new lover. Though not overly happy, her expression was pleasant enough. Even bending down to get a closer look at their famed target now that it wasn’t lashing out in all directions. Most surprising of all, however, was the willingness to be touched by the boy who had once disgusted her.
Feeling his hand fall down to hers she didn’t even glance up. Smiling and poking at the dangerous fur ball, she giggled at its grumpy face and bow. The soft warmth and callused pads of his fingers were comfortable. Like it was most natural thing in the world. And it stayed that way even as they passed the gates into the village for all the world to see.
The rest of the team continued like this in silence, Sasuke and Kakashi stoically silent as they were. Naruto and Sakura spoke amicably with each other, which was still more Naruto talking than anything. But Sakura made an effort to seem interested. And before they knew it they were nearing the towering building of the hokage, only breaking their hold of each other at the doors of the mission hall.
“Team Seven mission success,” Kakashi’s lazy tone drawled. Naruto, Tora still firmly clutched in his hands raised the feline above his head like it was the greatest trophy he’d ever earned. The Hokage could only smile at the show of cheer, the bright red stamp marking the mission statement as complete.
The daimyo’s wife, one of them anyway, came forward immediately to accept her treasured companion. Out of the blonde haired boy’s arms, it was left screeching at the sudden spine crushing embrace of its master. They could only watch in pity as it was carted away, a modest sum of bills being left on the table as payment. The last of their business concluded, the team exited the building, the rest of their day free to do whatever.
Kakashi was the first to leave, his obligation as sensei fulfilled for the day. In a swirl of leaves he actually disappeared leaving his three genin roll their eyes. Sasuke was next, walking off to the familiar destination of the Uchiha compound. Neither Naruto nor Sakura was very surprised by the either of their teammate’s actions. Though Naruto, noticing they were alone, brightened considerably.
“Hey, hey Sakura!” Naruto’s eyes shined with their familiar brilliance. Sakura flinched back, irritation leaking back into features.
“I’m right here you idiot!” she snapped back, at perhaps an even louder volume. “What have I told you about yelling in my face!” Naruto, the lovable goof ball that he was just grin, the squint in his eyes angling upward in apology.
“Sorry, sorry,” he scratched at the back of his head. “I just wondered if you come over today. I mean, if it’s okay? It’s been way too long, you know?” The implications of his words were not lost on the pinkette whose cheeks warmed considerably at the ease with which he broached the topic. Less angry and more embarrassed, her emerald leered to the side while she attempted to appear put off.
She supposed she should be getting used to this, but every day it only struck her more how quickly things had developed between them. In that way especially, it seemed like they were running off to get busy every chance they had. Which wasn’t nearly enough by the blonde’s standards. A stark contrast to Sakura, who could only think they were doing it too much. Surely that wasn’t normal, right?
“It’s only been two days,” she reminded him, her mind straying to the aforementioned meeting. The pleasure, the humid sweat leaking down her back. The impossible sight of her blond boyfriend’s features twisted in pleasure. Her cheeks darkened just a fraction more. Though, not for any reasons she would admit.
“Waaaay too long,” he simply answered. To which Sakura just rolled her eyes, adamantly refusing to even acknowledge the twitch she felt in her lips. Still, she supposed spending a little time together couldn’t hurt. The small flush that echoed through her body at the thought certainly helped to influence her. Young and full of hormones, it was hardly her fault. Even still, she trained a narrowed stare at the boy, disguising any and all interest.
“Did you buy the groceries I told you to get? If I’m going to be coming over this much there needs to be food I can eat too and I’m not eating any more that disgusting cup ramen.” Naruto just nodded his head, a clone had been sent on that little errand just before their team had met up.
“And everything is still clean? If I walk into there to find another mess like the first time you know what will happen,” she warned and what a day that had been. Nervous enough about walking into a boys home alone together, the sheer amount of garbage and the stench that came with had been enough to peel paint.
Sex completely forgotten, it had been one of the rare days they spent together fully clothed. She had spent the entire day ordering him about while he scrubbed and sanitized. Shadow clones had again been useful but she’d made sure he’d been among them.
“Spick and span,” he swore, confident that he’d gotten everything in order in the hopes of another day of passion.
“And you got better soaps and shampoos? My parents are suspicious enough without me coming home smelling like…” she didn’t finished, the word sex hanging in the air between them. Their reaction the first time around had been bad enough. As if her mother chasing her first boyfriend out their house with a frying pan hadn’t been embarrassing enough, they’d actually gone on to forbid her from ever seeing him outside of missions again.
Well, if she hadn’t had any intention of dating him before that had been more than enough.
Her mind drifted back to that night, humiliation flooding her body like a chill. Waking up nude to the sight of her mother had been horrible. The simple fact that she’d been caught losing her virginity was all she needed to scream at her mother to get out. But just as stubborn and bullheaded as her daughter, Mebuki had all but ignored her; choosing instead to glare at the blonde boy flinching at her side. The next thing Sakura knew, she was watching him dodge as her mother actually swung at him, earning a shocked gasp from the pink haired girl.
And the things she had called him! Demon, Monster- Sakura had known her mother was protective of her, but that didn’t mean she was prepared for the older woman to attack a boy just for sleeping with her.
She’d been all but helpless to watch Naruto jump from the bed and scramble for his clothing. He’d tried to reason with her, at least that’s what Sakura had guess because he hardy even got single word out the entire time. All the while doing his best to avoid the brandished weapon.
Pale bottom out for the world to see, he’d just managed to secure his pants when he was forced out the room. Wrapping herself in her own blanket, she’d watched, wide eyed as he was sent sprawling out onto the street.
It was mortifying, like something you would see out of an old film. She’d hardly been able to watch him take off down the street before her own temper had finally awoken, a deep and slow burning coal of anger that cooked even now at just the thought of it all.
Naturally Mebuki had then turned her attention on her, sans cookware, thankfully. Still, buck naked and more sore than she’d ever remembered feeling the last thing wanted was to be screamed at by her own mother.
Tell her what to do? She was a grown woman. In more ways than one now, thanks to Naruto. Who she dated and what she did with them was entirely up to her, thank you very much. And if her parents had a problem with that, well that’s just too bad.
Sakura forced her thoughts back to the present.
“Sunset Bouquet... shampoo and Sweet Lilac body wash,” he struggled to recite the items she’d requested. “Imported from grass country, not the Konoha knock offs.” Surprised, despite herself, Sakura couldn’t help but feel touched that he actually went through all the trouble just because she’d asked. Considering what he was asking of her she knew she shouldn’t be, but it wasn’t everyday someone paid that much attention to her wants.
“Well… I guess I can waste an hour two,” in the most begrudged tone, Sakura’s expression belayed her reluctance as thoughts of their afternoon did the worst things to her body. Such a state was only made worse when, without warning, Naruto saw fit to through his arms around her in celebration.
Arms around her waist, he looked as though someone had just given him a life time supply of Ichiraku ramen, or the Hokage’s hat itself. Impossibly happy, just because of her, Sakura could only return the gesture, her thin arms settling his on his back.
Seriously, what an idiot.
Finishing the hug, the two began to make their way back to Naruto’s apartment. The stroll was slow and easy paced, neither of them in any hurry. Despite being the shorter of the two, Naruto held no qualms about keeping an arm wrapped around his girlfriend, as if proudly proclaiming to the village, ‘look who I got!’ Sakura had, at first, been annoyed at the blonde constantly clinging to her. But he’d somehow managed to talk her into it, and now she was resigned to put up with the gesture, of only because it made him so happy.
That, and it felt somewhat pleasant to be treasured.
Naruto appreciated her. Of all the bad things that she could say about him, and there was plenty, he honestly and truly valued her above all else. He might not be the most handsome, or the most skilled, but when she was with him, Sakura knew she never had to second guess or doubt herself. And for a girl whose life had been nothing but insecurity up until this point that was worth more than even Sasuke.
Feeling the comfortable warmth of her shoulder, Sakura allowed herself to rest against the young man just a bit more.
Naruto filled the silence of their journey with a story of yet another prank. Sakura didn’t care for them much, but it was better than silence. Plus, some of them had been kind of funny. Not to mention difficult. Stealing and decorating the village in Hyuga underwear? How did he even manage that?
Lost in their company with one another, the long stares of the general population went mostly unnoticed. That is, until a certain blonde haired kunoichi happened upon the scene, her two teammates reluctantly dragged along.
Ino felt her eyes widen at the sight of her one time friend and lifelong rival in the arms of a boy. Closer inspection revealed the boy to be none other than their class clown, making her shock even more pronounced.
Much like team seven their daily mission had just ended, just as mind numbing and monotonous as every other D rank in the village. Free to do as they pleased, it was Ino’s idea to drag her two teammates along, if only because there was nothing left to do. Most of her friends in the academy had fallen off after failing to graduate. And the few that were willing to sit through another year of the academy were resentful on their best days.
But that was okay, because even if her teammates were a fatty and coma patient, they were better than nothing. Usually.
Idiots aside, Sakura’s current position next her own teammate stopped her in her tracks. And she quickly found her mind returning to that night. The one she’d done her very best to block from every corner of her mind. And considering her family, she could actually do that.
The alley, Sakura walking out of it covered in… something. Only to then be followed after by Naruto, his pants still unbuttoned. The prospects were not lost on young woman. After all, she’d been reading every issue of Kunoichi Weekly since she’d entered the academy. But for it to be Sakura, and with Naruto! She’d assumed it be a bazar hallucination. Or stress induced psychosis. Asuma’s training schedule certainly made it possible. But now… well she wasn’t sure what to think.
“You guys are seeing this too, right?” Shock, disgust, and awe bleed from her words. Shikamaru, unusually alert, stared after the pair even as they walked by, Sakura’s pink head resting comfortably against her date.
“Looks like Naruto finally wore her down,” he shrugged his shoulders, easily getting over the event. “Good for him.”
“What the hell!” she answered, as if them being together was in any way an insult to her. “If forehead was going to settle for Naruto of all people, then why the heck did she get to team up with Sasuke? Talk about a freaking waste!” Neither of the boys bothered to comment, already more than used to her reluctance at being paired with them.
“This has to be a ploy, right? Like, she’s trying to make him jealous?” It was the only reasons he could come up. “Ugh! That is low, even for her.” Then turning back on the two boys, her fist clench. “Come on, time to have a little word with little miss snake in the grass.” She stomped off after the couple, not bothering to look back at the frowning boys. Neither was very excited at the prospect of getting dragged into Ino’s drama, but then they also knew better than to walk off without her ‘permission’.
“This isn’t going to end well Shikamaru,” Choji was the first to speak up, a conflicted expression furling his brow. His quiet friend just nodded his head.
“Women are involved,” was his answer, a long and tired sigh following soon after. “Of course it won’t.” Nevertheless, the two of them soon found themselves following after their teammates, resigned to the fact that they were going to get involved.
Sakura walked with her boyfriend, unaware of the approaching blonde. At the moment her brow was raised at the story he is telling. Naruto, obliviously continued as if it were the funniest thing he’d ever said. “-should have seen it Sakura. The whole village chasing me at once! I mean, I’ve gotten pretty good at riling people up, but making the entire Hokage’s tower look like a giant-.” He found himself cut off, the budding frame of a young woman appearing out of nowhere.
“Okay forehead, what’s your game!” Sakura stopped, her mind reeling from the somewhat crude tale her boyfriend was telling her to the suddenly irate blonde standing in their path. Narrowing her eyes, her answer was almost instinctual as it flew out.
“None of your business pig! Who let you out of stables?” Smirking to herself, it was only after she felt the body pressed up against hers shift that she remembered the position she was in, as well as with who. Eyes wide, she immediately attempted to put some space between her and Naruto, but his hand on her hip kept her from escaping.
Truthfully, she’d been expecting this. As ashamed as she was to admit it, one of the very first things she’d considered when dating blonde was how her rival was going to react. Though that didn’t mean she was prepared. Ino was going to rip her to shreds all because of Naruto. She tried to put on a brave face but she might as well have opened a vein in a shark tank.
The last members of team six made their way to the gathering. Much less emotional than their female companion, they offered a simply wave towards their one time friend. “Sup Naruto? Good job finally landing Sakura,” Choji congratulated.
“Good luck,” was Shikamaru’s advice. He would need it.
“Thanks!” was his overly energetic reply, to which Sakura flinched. Eyes trailing back to her rival, she just sighed, knowing that hiding it from her would be impossible at this point. And rather than run away, like her every fiber seemed to crave, she held up her chin and stared the other girl in the eye.
This had not been the expected reaction, and Ino found herself glaring all the more for it.
“You’re dating Naruto? Seriously?” Ino’s abhorrence was clear in both tone and posture. Which only served to rile Sakura up further. Sure, Naruto was Naruto, but she’s the only one that got to insult him like that.
“He’s better than anyone you’ve managed to date,” she shot back, both confirming their relationship and even praising him. The effect immediately brought a smile to Naruto’s face, who up until this point had been mostly confused by the altercation.
“Thanks Sakura!” he exclaimed. Her glare turned on him now.
“Shut up, Naruto.” He shut up.
“Oh my god, you’re serious,” Ino balked. “I thought he was blackmailing you. Or at the very least I’d thought you lost a bet.” She shook her head in seeming awe.
“And just letting you know, I could easily get a man five times what you settled for. If I wasn’t saving myself for Sasuke, of course. What’s the matter, he finally tell you he preferred a girl that looked like one?” She made an effort to point out her own figure that, while young, was much more curvaceous than that of Sakura.
Flushing a bright red, Sakura looked ready to erupt at the blonde, another of their notorious fights already in the making. But something about the blonde’s comments failed to tweak the particular nerve it usually assaulted. Naruto’s arm still weighed on her hip, warm and solid. And she found herself actually glad she hadn’t pulled away.
She wasn’t ugly, she was a strong sexy woman and nothing Ino could say would change that.
Ino smirked to herself seeing the familiar vein in her rival’s bulbous forehead begin to throb. That was the sign that she’d won. Arms crossed and seemingly completely at ease, in truth she was well prepared for the punch that was about to be thrown at her beautiful face. Which is why, when it didn’t come, her haughty expression slipped- confusion taking over.
“What’s the matter billboard brow? Not even gonna try to put up a fight?” Ino struggled to maintain the same level of pride she’d come in with, but her ex-friend’s lack of response was off setting. Sakura, who was cooling glaring at the girl, felt a fist curl at her side. But this time, she didn’t need it.
“You’re right.” The words were so shocking, Ino’s mouth actually dropped. But Sakura wasn’t even close to done. “Whatever Sasuke’s looking for, I don’t have it. And honestly? I don’t think I ever will. He’s not dark and mysterious, he isn’t some wounded prince waiting for the power of love to come heal him, he isn’t any of the things we used to dream about back at the academy.”
Her expression twisted, and her lips pinching as though she struggled to get the next words out. “He… He’s just an asshole. And if you ever spent any time with him that wasn’t from across the room or hidden in bushes you might get to see that for yourself some time.” This time it was Sakura’s turn to smirk.
The constant care and reinforcement of Naruto’s attention had done quite a bit in the past weeks to show her how silly she had been. For a girl like her, who grew without the stability of a good base of friendship, it was easy to fool herself into thinking his cold shoulders and glares were a kind of affection.
But since getting with Naruto, she knows what it means to actually be treated right. So, as much as a part of her questioned what could have been, the logical side of her, the one knew was right, could finally see that Sasuke Uchiha really was a bit of a bastard.
Back straightening, for the first time Sakura felt… like she wasn’t in second place. Perhaps for the first time, she understood what it was like to have to look back at her friend instead of just struggling to keep up. And you know what? It felt good.
“Naruto might be annoying, and an idiot, but I never have to worry about him treating me any worse than I deserve. He doesn’t have to tell me I’m beautiful, because that’s the way he makes me feel.” And that shut up anything Ino might have been prepared to say.
Ino blinked at her friend, a surprising bubble of anger swelling in her chest. What the hell was this? Who was this person? Because is sure as hell wasn’t the loser she remembered. If anything, it felt like she was looking down on her. And that was inexcusable.
“Fine!” Ino barked, the rage catching her for the first time ever. “Then I guess you won’t mind if I steal Sasuke for myself! It should be more than easy without you getting in my way. Not that you were ever anything to worry about.” But Sakura didn’t respond, sadness more than anything else shining through. Finally she just sighed.
“Sure Ino, go for it. I’ll even be your maid of honor. If you’ll let me.” And do you know what Sakura did then? She smiled, an honestly happy smile that shook her rival to her bones. Because she actually meant it.
Naruto stared between the two, fully aware that he had no part to play. Perhaps his smartest move ever, he stayed silent and waited until Sakura needed him.
Her green eyes turned on him and he gave a nervous smile. One she returned in full force in a surprising display of compassion. He felt her urge him forward and he followed without complaint. Soon the two of them returned to their early pace, walking past the other girl as though she wasn’t even there.
Sakura expression maintained its calm persona. All the while inside she could feel another part of herself punch the air in triumph, the words, “fuck yea!” screamed to the high heavens. But she managed to keep it in check, up until she and her boyfriend disappeared into the growing evening crowd. Leaving the rival genin behind to stir in her own juices.
Ino’s body shook, frozen by her own rage as the words of her rival circled through her brain. ‘Where the hell did she get off acting so mature? Did she think that made her better than her? That, just because she acted all cool, that she was anything more than a flat chested billboard brow?’ Her teeth clenched, and she felt the rage in her burn that much hotter. Because she knew, even if it was only this one instance, she had lost.
Shikamaru gave his teammate a cautious, side long glance. There were very few time’s he’d seen the girl get this worked up, and none of them ever spelled anything positive. Choji’s thoughts were very much the same, the urge for snacking never stronger than when he knew trouble was just on the horizon. The bag of chips in his left leg pouch crinkled as he reached for its salty sanctuary.
“It’s a trick.” Ino’s voice came out short and sharp. Both boys couldn’t help but finch just by the sound of it.
When Ino’s face lifted, it was etched in an expression of deep suspicion. “It has to be. There’s no way Sakura would ever pick someone over Sasuke, no way!” her lips pinched in a thin line.
“I… don’t know,” Shikamaru offered. “I mean, she seemed pretty serious.” Please let this just end here. Please. But when had he ever been that luck.
“She’s lying!” the blonde insisted vehemently. And this time she turned to glare at the boys directly. Attention nether of them wanted. “I’m telling you, it’s the only thing that makes sense.”
“Well what are you gonna do about it?” Choji, hesitantly squeaked. The blond just smirked, the kind that no man wanted to see.
“Oh, you don’t have to worry about me. You on the other hand only have one very simple job.” To which Shikamaru finally sighed, a skyward glance casting his longing of a quiet afternoon towards the heavens where it would it now laid at rest.
“What a pain…” he didn’t know the half of it.
Back with the lovely couple, they were just making their way up the stairs to Naruto’s apartment when Sakura’s itching displeasure finally reached its peak.
Opening the door, Sakura stormed into the place actually feeling relieved for its comfort. Little by little over the past two weeks, she’d been finding herself feeling more at home in the once intimidating space. But right now, it felt like an oasis.
Naruto meanwhile watched his girlfriend with a different kind of worry. She’d been quite ever since they’d run into her friend and he wasn’t actually sure how to make things better. To him, losing a friend seemed like the worst thing in the words. People you cared about, and who cared about you? That didn’t happen every day.
Dealing with Ino never failed to bring up old feelings and memories normally it was easy to just set them aside. But at the moment she found her heart weighed down by the image of a blonde little girl offering her flowers. But the biting claws of sneering face and harsh words quickly tore through that image. And she felt her emotions rising all over again.
“Hey, Sakura?” she turned see Naruto still standing in the door, anxiety pulling at his normally carefree smile. “Are you okay?” Sakura stopped her pacing to turn and look at his empathetic gesture. And she found herself smiling.
No, she shouldn’t let Ino do this to her. She shouldn’t let the other girl ruin what was going to a perfectly enjoyable evening with her boyfriend. Even one that was as perverted as hers. Though, the way their relationship had been going so far, Sakura had to admit she might be a bit of a pervert as well. New thoughts taking the place of old, the now familiar tingle of anticipation for what was about to occur came to life between her legs. Summoning the first spots of warm moisture that she could already feel wet her sex.
What was he doing to her? She shook her head
Arms crossed, her eyes trailed away in a disinterested expression. “Well? Were here for a reason aren’t we?” Naruto blinked, something close to his old expression returning. Sakura could see this, fought to keep the small smile she could feel surfacing off her face. “I don’t have all night.”
Naruto answered the only way he’d been taught, through actions.
In a matter of seconds he was pulling her towards his bed, neatly made just as she’d requested, and began to kiss her as soon as they were both settled. Sitting down, their height difference wasn’t nearly so prominent. And Sakura got to enjoy that especially girly flutter in her stomach that seemed to appear whenever she was braced against his solid form. That sensation spread throughout her petit form as soon as he laid her back onto the bed, his warmth and security bracing above her to maintain that contact.
The activities progressed as they both felt the mood increase. Soon enough the Naruto’s eye sore of a jacket was thrown the floor. And the zipper holding her dress closed was pulled to her waist. One hand under her bra and the other braced above her head, Naruto seemed to surround her in a way the young woman found herself enjoying far too much.
In the past two weeks he’d gotten much better at kissing. A lot better at everything really- they both had. What with all practice it would hard to imagine anything else.
Sakura liked the way he kissed her, she liked the way he touched her. Soft and gentle, like she was something precious. Even if his lips were a little dry at times, and even though the thought of baring her breasts still shot a sliver of fear up her spine, she liked this time with him. She even found herself thinking about it when they weren’t together. Her heart still longed for the fairy tale dream. But as far as reality went, this wasn’t half bad.
They’d progressed far enough now that Sakura was out of her dress, the soft pink tips of her now naked chest pressing against Naruto’s. Puckered and tight, they continued to betray her no matter how stubbornly she tried to refuse any pleasure in the act. It just wasn’t lady like. That being said, current humidity in her underwear ruined that façade as fast as it had been conjured. And even as that part of their time together came around, the throbbing in her center did little to calm.
Sakura sighed, disentangling herself out from under him. Naruto allowed her escape with perhaps a bit too much enthusiasm. At least she thought so. Then again, considering he knew all too well what was about to happen it would be odder if he weren’t smiling. Nevertheless, she’d accepted the act as a necessary evil. One she knew she would regret later on if she let it go neglected. At least, that what she told herself as she sank to the floor over the bed’s edge, Naruto’s lap now directly in front of her face.
Her hand reached for a new by tissue box kept on the bedside table. After collecting three sheets her hands went to doing away with the last of the blonde’s clothing. Pants unbuttoned and underwear pulled taut, the full length of his erection sprang free, mere in chest from her face. Her eyes narrowed, and she made the effort to appear exasperated. Even though, even now the sight of his appendage sent I thrill through her. Seeing it so big and swollen, and knowing she was the reason never failed to boost her self-esteem.
Without even being asked her lips settled around his tip, the gentle suction drawing him deeper into the warm wetness of her tongue. Naruto, still laid out against the bed was helpless but to groan in pleasure. One that tickled his partner’s amusement, the edges of her mouth lifting around his girth.
True, it was still disgusting, and yes, she would prefer not to do it. But she had to admit, there was certain amount of power that came with chore. If only for this part, she was in control. She decided on his pleasure, how much to give and how much to hold back. Her devious little tongue had picked up enough of his tells to know how to end it quickly if need be. He was still a teenage boy after all. But tonight, after dealing with Ino and her bullshit… well, she was feeling generous.
Sakura serviced him for a good fifteen minutes, her stretched jaw and lapping tongue slurping every few attempts to take him deeper. Naruto, always the one the give encouragement, applauded her efforts with a chorus of moans and grunts, each one leaving his lips a little tighter than the last. Until, finally, his hand balled the material of his blanket into his fist- immediately catching the pinkette’s attention.
With practiced ease, she pulled off his throbbing erection, the aforementioned tissues taking her place while her hand continued to work him to completion. Like this, the largest of his load was spent into the paper, rather than her mouth or underwear. And considering the alternative, Sakura much preferred the easy clean up than to get another taste of this thick, salted fluid.
Naruto lay gasping on the bed, the first of his releases well and truly earned. Despite his seeming lethargy, the blunt force of his arousal stood as turgid as ever, the steady thumping of his heart mimicked in the thick veins running up along its side. Sakura, took one look at the insatiable monster that was his libido and sighed.
Naruto recovered quickly, as he does, and soon Sakura was back on the bed, her bike shorts and underwear a distant memories they sailed across the room. Still embarrassing, her heart thundered when her partner parted her thighs. The small inner lips just peeking out from the plump outer mound. Naruto absorbed the sight with glee, his excitement the same as if it were his very first time all over again.
They kissed some more, their now naked bodies pressed firmly against one another as their passion took hold. Naruto took this time touching her most delicate of places, preparing it for his eventual insertion.
This was almost entirely unnecessary, and the events leading up to now had supplied her with an acceptable level of excitement. Even still, he enjoyed the slick feeling of her lips rubbing against his fingers, and Sakura the reverse. It especially delighted the girl to feel his finger brush along the hooded nub above her center, its throbbing and incessant swelling causing no end to her dwindling IQ. Her hips twitched each time, the maturing swell of her bum lifting off the bed in that hot second.
She’d reward him each time, her hands pulling him harder against their kiss, and her lips moving that much more. The length of his tongue now filed every corner of her mouth, and she relished in the sensation, her tiny pink muscles tingling in the affection. Soon, she was ready and he positioned his aching mass for her entrance.
No longer did he need her guidance to find his way in. His blunt tip poised for her glistening womanhood, Sakura was allowed to lay back and wait anxiously for the eventual sensation of his enflamed head pressing against her defenses. Breaking through with ease, a long, quite gasp escaped as it did every time she experience him fill her body. And she allowed her hips to angle toward him easing the point entry. There was no pain this time, simply the incredibly feminine thrill of having something inside of her that she squeezed around. Doing just that, a rush of sensation arch up both their spines.
Their love making was slow. As experienced as they were becoming with each other’s bodies, they were still young, and cautious.
Naruto’s body rocked against the soft bed of Sakura’s welcoming embrace. And she responded in kind, the quick and jerky motions of her lower body doing its best to meet his thrusts. Her hands curled around his shoulders, small but growing more broad with each day. And she savored the rush she felt each time she felt his thickness fit its entirety in her depths.
Before sex, she’d marveled even being able to fit a single finger. Now those thoughts about sex and love making seemed nothing but childish to the maturing creature that blossomed under the radiant warmth of Naruto’s affection.
The sounds between them were wet and lewd, and everything Sakura knew she should feel embarrassed about. But how could she hate such a thing when every slap brought with it a rush of mind numbing tingles. How could she hate the sound of Naruto’s moans when she took solace from the fact that she was responsible? Sex, it was gross and sweaty, but it was incredible. And to her growing horror, she found herself enjoying more and more each day.
Her eventual release came and went with all the fanfare of a passing car.
Muscles clenched and breathing stopped. The lights behind her eyes seemed to flicker on and off in a dazzling display. She held on for dear life as Naruto’s thrusting continued uninterrupted, her moment singular in the fact that it would be another full five minutes before he joined her. The added sensitivity did little for the small amount of control she had for her own voice.
Despite the fondness she begun to harbor their activity, she still struggled with own cried of pleasure. Naruto, it seemed, was dead set on forcing each and every groan and shrike from her body.
Speeding up, his approaching release forced her to endure the increased pounding. The restrained tension in his arms showing just how much he was holding back even when the last of his will evaporated. Another few quick japs and he was finished, the next burst of his seed flooding her body and filling her with a kind of lightheaded need.
Feeling Naruto release inside of her never failed to bring its own mix and match of conflicting emotions. Mostly due to the fact that it was wet, and sticky and got everywhere, but she couldn’t find it in her tell his to do it anywhere else. In that moment, he always held her so close to him; almost crushingly so. Stifling and overly warm, she still cherished that moment. Because right then she knew she was his entire world. And nothing, not even ramen could replace her.
Following Naruto’s release, his erection never failed to retain its length. But Sakura, exhausted and slightly sore form the encounter is forced to push him off. Because of her early attention, and only because of it, Naruto’s appetite was satiated enough that he pulled out of her without argument. The one time she’d thought to skip the chore had nearly done her in, her own stamina still lacking in the ways of the bedroom.
Accepted the rejecting amicably, his arm settled around her middle, where his stew still cooked, and he aligned himself against her back. Snuggling into the embrace, Sakura would finally allow herself to smile.
Sex finished the two held each other in silence, as they had done the meeting before, and the meeting before that. And just as they would do tomorrow, her parents willing. It was a lustful, complicated, begrudging relationship. But it was theirs. And neither would could imagine it being any other way.
As the minutes ticked by, the sweat and stress and strain of the day would take its toll forcing the two in a light slumber. Never sleeping past dusk, by the time Sakura’s eye orbs fluttered open, the sun would already have begun to set, the time left for her to enjoy seeming so short. But that much more precious because of it.
She closed her eyes, the warmth of the bed on her naked body as close to heaven as she was ever going to get in this world. Even more, the stupid amount of juice her lummox of a boyfriend had pumped into her was now leaking out of her. A strange, if not disturbing sensation. She could feel a large wet spot directly under her pert rear. But that only served to remind her of the second chore she’d grown used to suffering through.
A small furl of concentration wrinkled her brow. Quick and dexterous, her fingers lifted from the bed to flash through a series of hands signs. Rat, hare, snake- and to her delight, Sakura watching in growing pleasure at the sight of her hands becoming enveloped in a light green glow. Its brilliance was enough to rise even Naruto who blinked awake to the sight of his girlfriend’s bared breasts and pinched features.
He didn’t say anything, blue eyes mesmerized by the magic like implement of Chakra as Sakura placed her hand against her stomach. Just above her womb, she could already feel the strange sensation of the power entering her body sterilizing all the tiny tadpoles’ currently seeking to make her a mother.
Ha! No thank you.
“You’re getting really good at that,” Naruto mumbled, still half asleep. Sakura still glowed from the compliment, mostly because she knew it was true.
Going to the hospital she’d been scared out of her mind about asking for help for contraception. But to her surprise, the nurses had hardly even blinked an eye, one even going so far as to personally instruct her on the hand signs and theory. Normally civilian women simply swallowed a pill to ward off pregnancy. But as a ninja, these pills were somewhat less effective under her excess chakra, not to mention she might not always have them on hand. When she was a chunin there were special seals that she could purchase. But for now this is what they recommended for girls like her who were still growing.
It was easy enough that most girl’s had the chakra control to pick up within a week or two. Sakura on the other hand had been successful after only a few hours. It still took some doing to get it to work on the first try, but each day was getting easier
“The nurses offered to teach me a few new techniques the last time I dropped by,” she hummed in response. Eyes transfixed on her stomach, she watched her palm rub slow circles. “Just small stuff like first aid and cuts and bruises, but I was thinking about asking Kakashi-Sensei if there was a way for me to learn even more.”
For the longest time, it seemed like all she was good for was reading books and studying. But with medical jutsu it had shocked her how easily she’d been able to pick it up. For the first time she really thought about what she was going to do with her career rather than what would impress Sasuke. And something about healing rather than hurting filling with a special kind of pride.
“The way you and Sasuke fight, I’m sure you’re going to need someone to keep you both from falling apart.” Naruto smiled shamelessly, but remained silent. Instead choosing to wait and watch until the jutsu came to an end.
The light petered out and Sakura was satisfied that the evening wouldn’t lead to any surprises nine months down the load. Feeling the chakra leave her body, her already pathetic pool of energy felt drained and she was helpless but turn into her lover and press her face against his chest. Naruto answered in kind, eye lids dropping shut as his hand moved to caress the wayward nest of tangled pink hair.
“You wanna shower while I get a clone to cook dinner?” his sleep heavy tone droned.
A warm shower and meal after an afternoon of hot sex? A girl could get use to this. In fact, she was. To the point that the begrudging acceptance that had started their relationship had changed to something… warmer. She didn’t love Naruto, not yet anyway. But it was that ‘yet’ that seemed open so many doors for the future.
Just as sleepy, she turned around to nod in his chest, the familiar aches and pains of her blossomed womanhood becoming apparent. But it was a good hurt, the same you would enjoy after a particularly good work out or job. Her inner muscles would feel better after her bath as soon as she went home. But for now a shower would have to do.
“Don’t look,” and that was her only warning before she was crawling over his body and out from the safety of his sheets. Despite having made love multiple times, and in broad daylight, she still felt the need to enforce the small amount of modesty.
Naked, she went around the room gathering the clothing Naruto had so carelessly tossed about. True to his word, Naruto’s eyes remained begrudgingly shut- his lesson more than learned after the first time he’d tried to sneak a peak. He waited until the familiar sound of his bathroom door opened, and then closed, signaling the safe return of his sight.
Naruto got up from bed, his own nudity still extremely apparent and dangling between his legs. A pair of boxers is all he bothers with before the familiar cross if formed in front of him, a small displacement of air sending smoke throughout the small room as another ‘him’ is born.
A wink and a salute is all he needs to send the boy off towards his job, a salad and or fish or whatever Sakura had told him to get. He would have preferred two minutes and a cup hit steamy ramen, but then keeping Sakura happy was a small price to pay. Until then, he was content to enjoy the warm atmosphere of his once lonely home.
When Naruto used his power on Sakura, he never imagined this was how his relationship would be. It was even better. Despite how it might have started, no matter what methods he might have had to use, he was happy. Possibly for the first time in his life. And even better, he was pretty sure Sakura was too. At least he was doing his best to make that happen. He might need to use his powers every now and then, but even when that happened it was rarely about anything as bad as the first time.
Did regret using his power? No, no this was the greatest thing that had ever happened to him. Though… it did beg the question of what was next. After all, if it could get him Sakura, there was no limit to what he could do. But it was that very daunting thought that had stopped him from venturing beyond what he’d already started.
But that was an issue for another day. Tonight, he would get to actually sit down and have dinner with a person he loved. A simple pleasure for most everyone else in the world. But for him, it was a dream come true.
In the shower, Sakura basked in the warm spray. Face tilted back and pink hair painted across her back, the water washed away the sweat and stress of a long day, and she welcomed its peace. The familiar bottles of her shampoo and body wash certainly didn’t hurt.
After feeding a generous amount into her palms, she began to lather the suds all along her luxurious strands. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but sigh, knowing how long it would take to dry the ridiculous amount of hair. More often than not, she found herself cursing it. Sure it was beautiful and her hair was easily her favorite feature, but it was just a pain to take care of.
‘I wonder if Naruto likes short hair…’ the thought seemed to come from nowhere, but she found herself entertaining it nevertheless. She’d grown it out for Sasuke, for all the help that did. Now that she wasn’t chasing after him maybe she could finally consider what she wanted.
Soap and water caressed her body all the way to the drain. Idly running her hands along her body the still sensitive surface of her breasts tinged as she brushed along their budding curves. If only her thoughts could have stayed on her boyfriend, she might not feel the discontent that was settling in her stomach. But it seemed even the orgasmic actives of her boyfriend’s erection wasn’t enough to completely clean that taste of Ino from her pallet.
Arm braced on the side of the shower, she felt her heart ache over the events that occurred. This wasn’t how she though it would feel finally getting out of Ino’s shadow. She’d thought she would feel victorious, triumphant, all the wonderful excitement that contrasted the usual shame of defeat. But she was just sad.
Loosing Ino was easily one of the biggest regrets of her young life. When a boy got between them, one that they believed they both loved, there seemed like little other option. But now, she couldn’t help but wonder if there had been another path they could have walked.
Deep down she still cared about the little girl that had put flowers in her hair. Who’s cared enough to pick her up when she fell down, and to defend her when it seemed like every other child on the playground just wanted to see her cry.
These thoughts and doubts continued to circle through her mind. She let the rest of the soap clear away before finally allowing the nozzle to quit, her naked form stepping from the shower and into the nearest towel.
The faded burgundy material wrapped around her head in a vain attempt at drying the long pink strands. She patted down the rest of her body before reaching for her clothes. Only to recoil at the stale sweat reeking from an afternoon of jumping through the forest. The prospect of covering herself in the same filth she’d just washed away wasn’t a pleasant one. Thankfully, an idea sprang to mind that might allow for a small respite from the unpleasantness.
Carful to re-don her panties, the rest of it was left behind as she went in search of the blonde’s closet. Towels still firmly wrapped around her, she tucked a head out of the bathroom, spotting the foldable door she sought just across the room. Nearby, Naruto looked to be entertaining himself with one of his comics.
She rolled her eyes. Meanwhile, the heavenly sent of salmon could smelled wafting from the kitchen. Her stomach roared hungrily. But first things first.
She made a dash for the closet, footsteps thumping in quick succession. Naruto barely had the chance to look up before the girl had captured one of his shirts, the material just big enough to settle past her underwear. She might flash him every now and then, but the fabric was clean and smelled faintly of the scent she was growing to enjoy.
Naruto blinked at her, seemingly absorbed in the sight of Sakura dressed in one of his shirts. She fidgeted under the attention, before turning a haughty snub his way. “I’m your girlfriend, and that means I’m entitled to whatever’s in your closet.” That made Naruto’s eyes widen even further, though not in way that showed displeasure.
A goofy smile made its way onto his face, book forgotten as he lingered on the exposed pink skin of her long legs. “Fine by me,” he shrugged, and continued staring. Sakura smiled despite herself, toes wiggled as she gave the boy the view he enjoyed. This all ended when the other Naruto in the kitchen called out it was time to eat.
The two filed into the kitchen/dining room, hunger poking at their bellies, Sakura especially perked up at the sight of one of her favorite dishes, but served on real plates and real forks and knifes.
Compared to the obnoxious foam cup she’d been presented the first time she’d stayed over, this was by far the largest improvement she’d been able to instill in the blonde. She made sure to give him an approving nod, to which he grinned brightly.
The sun was almost set by now. If she were thinking rationally she knew she should already be halfway home if she didn’t want her parents on her case about where she’s been. But she wasn’t going to let them get in the way of her date, if this is what this could be called. True, it was dinner, but only after they’d spent an hour having sex and sleeping together.
It certainly wasn’t how the fairy tales she’d read growing up had went. But she was still going to enjoy it.
The two sat at the table, both too hungry to worry about conversation. It was his first time cooking fish, but the book he’d bought for recipes had been easy enough. He’d even practiced. Which, thank god he’d been smart enough not to wing it. And if the rate at which Sakura was inhaling her food was anything to go by, he could only figure he’d done an okay job.
Naruto ate his own with markedly less enthusiasm. Fish wasn’t really his favorite, but he’d gone hungry enough to know better than to turn up food. Soon enough both plates were licked clean, Sakura finishing her last bite with almost painful regret.
“Here Sakura, have another!” Nearby, he picked up the plate that had another helping just waiting to be eaten. Sakura stared at it with the longing usually reserved for the bed room, but forced herself to put on a polite smile.
“N-No. I shouldn’t. I’ve probably had more than enough.” And wasn’t that true. In her haste, she hadn’t even thought to stop and consider the calories she would be ingesting. Before she would have stopped herself at half of what she’d just devoured. But now sitting in her stomach, it was impossible not to feel the uncomfortable weight. Like a stone had just sat there, slowly leaking its pounds in her hips and thighs.
“But I made extra just for you,” Naruto frowned, the familiar squint taking over as he considered what the problem was. “Did I cook it wrong?” he finally had to ask. Sure, she’d eaten quickly enough. But then hunger could do a lot to a person.
“No!” she immediately forced. As coolly as she’d accepted his efforts, the last things she wanted was for him to think she wasn’t appreciative. “No it was delicious, really.” This left Naruto scratching his head.
“If it tastes good and you’re still hungry than what’s the problem?” Sakura had to stop from rolling her eyes. ‘Ugh, honestly, Naruto. Sometimes you’re such a boy.’
“Just because boys can eat whatever they want and never get fat doesn’t mean everyone’s so lucky. Girl’s need to consider their figure.” The same figure Naruto seemed to enjoy so much. He might be head over heels for her now, but let’s see how long that lasts when she’s big as a whale.
Naruto continued to stare at her, almost even more confused. “I mean, I don’t really get it but if you’re worried about me, don’t be. Sakura is Sakura, no matter what she looks like,” he grinned at her, seemingly honest in his declaration. The effect was as startling as it was touching.
“Besides, I’d rather see you happy than hungry. I’ve been there. Trust me, it sucks.” This time it was Sakura’s turn to be confused, but she banished the words as quick as they’d come. Humbly accepting the food onto her plate. Naruto even joined her, taking the last piece for himself if only for encouragement.
She stared at the piece of cooked fish with trepidation. Knife and fork in each hand, she could feel her conscious screaming at her to just walk away while she could still fit through the door. But she forced her hands to cut off a generous portion before lifting it to her mouth. And as soon as the succulent juices filled her mouth all objections flew out the window. Her world returning to the sweet salty texture prepared just for her.
This time when her plate was empty, she was satisfied. The pain of hunger that she’d carried with her for so long was completely gone. Leaving her fat and happy. She leaned back in her chair, a very unladylike posture and patted her stomach appreciatively. Give her a tooth pick to chew on and she might as well be a carbon copy of her father. That was a sobering thought. Meanwhile Naruto watched on, happy to see her happy.
The sun was completely set now. The ever present hum of pedestrians all but gone as they separated towards their respective homes. Warm and comfy in her boyfriend’s shirt, all she wanted to do was curl back into that bed of his and fall fast asleep. The alternative being much less pleasant. What with her smelly clothes and annoying parents and lonely bed. And it sucked all the more for it, for the simple fact that she knew she didn’t have the spine to simply say no.
Still, now or an hour from now her parents were going to be just as pissy. She might as well let her meal digest a bit before venturing towards the walk of shame.
“Do you think me and Ino could be friends?” The words were out of her mouth before she could even think to stop them. In truth, they’d continued to plague her long after her shower, stewing in her mind like a bad dream. Even forcing them to the back of her mind had done little to stop there incessant nagging. Better to just let them out than suffer in silence.
Naruto hadn’t been expecting the sudden question, and sudden it had been. Across from her his posture was equally relaxed. But he forced himself to sit up and consider her words. When his mouth finally open, Sakura almost wished she’d just kept her mouth shut.
“I dunno.” Considering the concentration he’d performed coming up with the two words, Sakura’s face flattened in a single begging question of how she could have ended up with suck a moron. Naruto’s cheeks reddened significantly.
“I mean,” He stressed, “I don’t know. Seriously, I don’t even get why you guys stopped hanging out in the first place.” Now it was Sakura’s turn to appear bashful, her hands anxiously toying with the bottom of her shirt.
“Well… Sasuke, duh.” Naruto’s expression didn’t change.
“Still don’t get it.” Sakura’s temper flared to life, earning a sharp flinch from her boyfriend. Rolling his eyes, he finally gave in.
“Well, do you want to still be friends?” For Naruto, who’d had to struggle for every friend he had, this problem was pretty cut and dry. But for Sakura, the question much harder to answer.
The Ino she remembered as a little girl was entirely separate from the rival she’d come to clash with. Whereas the blond had, at one point, been kind and supportive. In an instant she’d turned right back around to be the same type of girl she’d defended Sakura from. So that only left her to wonder, which one was the real Ino? And even if she could go back to the way she’d been, could Sakura really forget the years of name calling and put downs?
“Yes…” Call her an idiot, but Sakura was well and truly tired of hating Ino. The sheer emotional strain of always trying to outdo each other, of always trying to prove that one of them was better, and to what end? If they could put all of that behind them maybe she could have a real friend again.
Naruto, hearing the honesty in her voice, shifted uncomfortably. He ducked away from her sullen expression, a nervous consideration taking over. Carefully planning out his words for once, he knew he wanted Sakura to be happy. And it’s not like it wasn’t in his power. Besides, after getting Sakura, and that had turned out alright, he was more than ready to test what else it could do. An excited smile lit his face.
“Let me talk to her for you!” In the quite comfort of their meal his suddenly boisterous voice stepped on Sakura’s nerves. Drawing her eyes, she gave him a cool stare until his excitement took a step back. Though, his grin was still just as confident. “For real, I can make her be friends with you again. Easy!” At a much more reasonable volume, Sakura took his words with a reluctant grin.
It was very nice of him to offer, especially considering he had no involvement with the issue what so ever. But Naruto really wasn’t the… diplomatic type. And so, even though the demonic chakra in her system compelled her to allow the offer, she couldn’t help the small grimace that drew on her features.
“Are you sure?” she didn’t sound convinced. “I mean, thanks but, you saw how she is today. She’s not really the nicest person.” It seems she’d forgotten how she herself had talked to the blonde just a while ago. Naruto considered for a moment for pointing it out, but eventually thought better of it. Instead, he just kept smiling, knowing he could handle whatever the other blonde had in store.
“Count on me, Sakura! Friends are way too important to let something as stupid as the bastard ruin it.” Sakura’s heckles rose at the insult to her past crush, but for once she decided to let it slide. Reluctant, but also just a bit hopeful. “Next time we see her I’ll let her know just dumb she’s been.” that earned a real smile, and she found herself giggling at the image of the pi- of Ino’s enraged face. She sat up just a bit straighter.
“Just try not to get hurt, okay?” but Naruto just answered with a shrug, casually scratching at the back of his head.
“Anything for Sakura! And besides, even she keeps being dumb, you’ll always have me!” Fortunately for Sakura, Naruto was too busy laughing at his own attempt to seem cool to see the very real emotions his words had inspired in the girl.
Friends, they really had become that despite everything that seemed to demand the contrary. If anyone had told her before that fateful day he’d talked his way into her bed room, she would think they were out of their minds. But here she was, not out of obligation but actually enjoying herself. Even willing to risk her parent’s anger.
It was more than slightly humbling. Allowing her emotions to shine through for a single moment, a gentle expression lifted her lips as she gazed at the person that cared for her so deeply.
“Thanks Naruto.” And she really meant it.
Naruto heard her honesty, and found his cheeks warming despite himself.
He thought back to before he’d gotten this power, once again of the lonely dinners and even lonelier home. But ever since Sakura started dating him, all of that was improved.
He had someone to talk to, too care for. And she could ask anything of him and that was fine because he would do it. Learning to cook, cleaning, watching his loud voice- whatever it was. Because the alternative of going back to those cold and empty days scared him even more than the demon in his gut.
This power had done nothing but give him the life he’d always dreamed of. And now it was time to use it for someone else.
Falling into a comfortable silence Sakura’s mood was considerably lifted after their talk food finished and left overs packed away, she offered to clean the dishes before heading out.
To anyone else, it would seem like an average, even boring, day. But for two who had lived for so long without the company of another, it became even more special just because it was so simple.
Naruto watched Sakura leave out the front door with a sad smile. But it was okay, because tomorrow was just another day they would get to enjoy. And he wouldn’t pass it up for anything.
A/N: again, sorry about the delay. I’m hoping to get the next chapter out sooner, maybe after I update Sense of Semblance but possibly sooner. If you enjoyed the chapter and want to see where things are headed please feel free to follow. Or even better, if you really liked it than let me know with a review. Looking forward to the feedback.
Next Chapter: Ino, indignant in her rival’s flippant attitude towards their one time crush is determined to discover the secrets of their relationship and what could have possibly attracted her to a boy like Naruto. How far will she go to find these answers? And even more, when she gets them, will she be able to crawl back? Read and find out.
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