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A Bride from Konoha	By : dotdotdot86 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1948 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 5

Hard. Yet so soft. The warm pillow was so comfortable, she sighed with pleasure. She rubbed her cheek against the pillow, snuggled and continued drifting into dreamland. She dreamt about one of her happy childhood memories. Young Naruto was laughing about something, while playing a prank on the stoic faced Sasuke. She was angry at his bad behavior and berated him crazily, but Naruto just laughed. His laughter echoed throughout the open breezy field. It had been a beautiful day and a beautiful moment.
In her dream she was holding something big and heavy like a stone. It was too heavy, but she wouldn't let it go. She tried to cradle it, but it seemed to want to move away. She held it tighter. She moaned it frustration and tried to open her eyes.
A set of pale green eyes were staring at her; pale green eyes that were nearly the colour of blue turquoise and were framed with dark red eyelashes. Such a beautiful colour, she thought. She smiled and closed her eyes, and continued her happy dream.
She opened her eyes in a snap when the realization hit her. Sabaku no Gaara was staring at her and she was clinging to him. She automatically jumped out of the bed and stared in horror when realized she was not wearing anything. Too panicked to think anything else, she quickly pulled at a white sheet and covered herself.
She immediately began to regret her action.
Sabaku no Gaara was as naked as the day he was born. Sakura was so sure that her face was burning bright red. He pulled back the rest of the sheet to cover himself before he sat up to rest against the head board. Then he looked at her again.
"I can see you are wide awake", he said calmly. Even though he had just woken up from bed with tousled hair, he still managed to have an image of authority to him. Sakura held the sheet tightly and tried not to wince at his smoldering gaze.
"What are you doing here?" Her demanded question made him smiled a little.
"I think you should ask the question to your self," he spoke. "After all it was you who came to my bed."
His bed. Yes, this was certainly not her house. Her head was pounding with dizziness when she tried to think what had happen last night. For all she knew, she had been drunk and was now in trouble. How on earth she'd ended up in bed naked with the kazekage of Suna was beyond her dim memory.
Her hands clamped the sheet over her breast. Gaara was just watching her without saying anything.
"Did we…"
She could not utter the word. She felt so ashamed and guilty. How could this happen? They did not even know each other well. The last thing she should do as a representative of Konoha was to get involved personally with the Kazekage. It was an unethical thing to do and this would certainly jeopardize her career. Her head was pounding heavily and guilt was eating her up inside. This was not supposed to happen.
'No." Her eyes snapped back to his. No? She almost sighed with relief until she remembered their fully unclothed state.
Gaara got out from the bed, unconcerned about his nude state, as he walked across the room to reach his robe. Sakura could not help but to notice his magnificent body. He was far from skinny as he used to be as a kid. Muscles and scars showed that he was now a man full of experiences. Her face blushed deeper when she noticed how tight his ass was. He was adjusting his black satin robe before reaching for a jug to pour water into a glass. He drank, his gaze focused on her with an amused look in his eyes as he noticed the way she had been watching him.
Sakura bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze. Her knuckles went white as she squeezed the blanket tightly. The room was silent as they were both waiting for the other to start the conversation.
"I…" She could not even form a word. She took a gulp.
"I won last night." His words made her snap her gaze back at him. Won? What was he talking about?
Then, everything from her memories came out like river flow. Her eyes widened when she remembered the drinking contest that she stupidly and blindly joined.
"But you….you did not even participate," she stuttered out.
Gaara just leaned against a closet, and finished his water. Then he put the glass back to its place before he turned his gaze back to her.
"Oh, but I did," His tone was as casual as talking about the day's weather.
No, no, no. This was too impossible. Sakura frowned as she tried to remember last night's events.
"But you said we did not do anything," She tried to confirm it.
"No, we did not," He gave an amused smile at her agitated behavior.
Sakura scowled at his remark. She began to realize that he was toying her.
"Well then," she gathered her dignity and despite of her undressed state, she tried to look formal.
"Thank you for saving me last night, Kazekage-sama." She bowed her head formally.
Gaara stared at her intensely and walked towards her. His dark smoldering gaze made her want to retreat against the nearest wall. But she held up her head like a proud Konoha nin waiting for a battle began.
Gaara stopped in front of her. Their bodies were nearly touching. Sakura looked up and met his eyes. They were staring at each other for a while. Her mouth felt dry and her cheeks felt warm under his intense gaze.
Dark and powerful aura that emitted from his body was looming over her. She restrained herself from moistening her dry lips. She refused to be afraid of him, although she knew very well the odds were against her as she was naked and only covered by a blanket.
He towered above her, and placed his hands against the wall beside her body. Her heart beat faster. In her life, she had never afraid of anything, but she felt trapped and intoxicated at his nearness. And somehow, there were bubbles of excitement that she refused to admit existed in her.
"Make no mistake," He said quietly. His breath warmed her skin and she felt her mouth had a tingling sensation.
"We didn't do anything yet," His lips were a breath away from her. She stared fascinated at his glittering pale green eyes. His hand grasped her back. Her head tilted up, as if waiting for his kiss.
"But we will," He crushed his mouth against her. Her soft body was crushed against his hard one. She tried to resist at first but to no avail as her female body betrayed her own sense.
His kisses were anything but dull; Warm, hot, soft, hard. His hands were everywhere and she could not even remember when the blanket was removed from her body. His black satin robe brushed her naked body seductively and she let out a moan when she felt warm tingling in her most private part. She locked her arms around his neck and pressed her body to his.
Gaara groaned when she nipped his lower lip gently. He then ravished her mouth wildly, demanding her to open her mouth for him. Her eyes wide with shock when he bit her lower lip painfully and drew out a tiny amount of blood, before soothing it with his chakra. Such possessive action made her knees weaken and she held his neck for support.
He carried her to the bed. He kissed her neck, and bit her shoulder gently this time before moving his lips to the valley of her breast. He nuzzled her breasts and claimed one of the nipples. Sakura let out a throaty sound at the feel of his wet mouth sucking like a hungry baby. Tangling her hands in his red hair, she arched her upper body offering herself to him.
Sakura had never felt anything like this before; this raw hunger. The need to be consumed by him and to feel wet, hot and needy for his touch. Her mind was clouded with sinful unadulterated lust. She gasped when his fingers found her moist entrance and stroked her. She let out a ragged breath and closing her eyes in ecstasy, found the pleasure brought by his skillful hands.
The sudden sound of a door bell stopped them from continuing. Gaara lifted his head and they stared at each other for a while.
The bell was ringing again. Gaara muttered a curse before he let her go. He picked up his robe from the floor before left the room. A deep male conversation could be heard and later the door was closed with a clicking sound.
Sakura was still in shock at her own bold and wanton actions. Her swollen mouth and her private part were still throbbing with hunger and frustration. Their kiss had been too rough for an inexperienced woman like her. But she had responded wildly and shamefully at his touch.
Gaara entered the room and went to the bathroom without even glancing at her. The sound of water splashing and there was fragrance of lemon scented soap came out from the bathroom.
Fifteen minutes later, Gaara came out from the bathroom with a fresh scent and wet hair. He opened a closet to take out his formal robe. He acted like there was nothing unusual happening and like it was a daily routine in their lives.
Fully clothed, he turned around and faced her. She instantly tightened her blanket. They both stared at each other.
"I expect a full repayment tonight," Sakura blushed at his short sensual statement. She gripped the blanket more tightly. Gaara gave her an amused smile at the action. He picked up several things on the counter and looked at her again.
"Your pouch is on the counter," those were his only words before he left. She could hear the voices greeting each other. Shortly afterwards the door was shut.
Sakura leaned back against the bedpost, sighing with relief. The sexual tension had been so intense, she had nearly suffocated from it. She flushed when she remembered what had happened just now. She had never acted wantonly with anyone else before, not even with Sasuke.
She certainly had never expected to be involved in that type of bold action with the kazekage of Suna either.
No, no, this was not supposed to be happening. Although she had a doubt that Hinata would marry him, he was still a Kazekage and he was still out of her league.
She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. This had to be stopped before she got tangled up and could not escape.
Sakura walked to the bathroom. She stopped suddenly when she realized there was something familiar about this room. Not because of the furniture or the ambience, but the room itself and the position of the door and windows. She almost knew where the kitchen was.
She stopped dead when the realization struck her. This house was identical to her borrowed house. This was actually the same apartment where Temari's house resided.
She moved to the balcony and looked outside. This room had the same view as hers. It was facing the exact same market view, except that her market place view was a bit left of this balcony's view.
His house was actually next to hers. She had almost confirmed it. So, he had been posing as the boy next door, hadn't he? She wondered why she hadn't ever known this before.
She sighed, this had to be stopped before it became too late. She gathered her clothes that were scattered on the floor and winced looking at her panties hanging from the table lamp. She selected one of Gaara's night robes before she went to the entrance door.
Carefully, she opened the door and looked around.
The house of Takimoto-san and his wife, an old couple who lived in front of her borrowed apartment, was dark and silent. The wife had been so kind to her, always giving her homemade meals. What would she think if she saw her sneaking out from the Kazekage's house only partially clothed? She cringed with fear at the thought.
With stealthy movements, she managed to tip-toe to her own house. Maybe she should have felt lucky that his house was just next to her, but at the moment, she did not feel grateful at all.
Carefully she opened her pouch to unlock her door and sneaked in quietly without a sound. She closed the door behind her and leaned against the door with a sigh of relief.
The way she had behaved shamelessly in front of the official leader of Suna, she winced at the thought; this must be the worst misfortunate incident that ever happened in her whole life.
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