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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 7

Sakura was moving back and forth restlessly in front of Temari. Temari was knitting contently, unconcerned about her agitating state. Sakura stopped to watch in awe as the knitting began to form a beautiful baby suit with a cute little button. She could see the blonde hair woman smiled serenely with motherly love expression while she was finishing her work.
Sakura paused, pondering how to handle the situation, battling with her turmoil emotions, thinking very hard how to start the conversation, before gave up and finally blurted out bluntly. "I slept with him last night."
"Who?" Temari lifted up the finished blue suit to admire her work.
"You know who I'm talking about." Sakura frowned. "You were in the market this morning. You heard the rumors."
"So the rumor is true then?"
"No, of course not." She sighed. She leaned against the window panel with arms crossing. "I just woke up with him on the same bed."
"So what's the problem?" Temari asked in disinterest tones.
Sakura didn't answer the question immediately. She looked out the window, watching a group of children were giggling happily while playing hide and seek on the playground.
"He wants to continue what had been left last night."
"So that's the problem?" Unconcerned at Sakura's flat tones, Temari gathered all the toolkits and put into a small box.
"Look, I didn't come here to play games with anyone." She began tapping her foot impatiently. "Especially him."
"The one who started the game is you." Temari pointed out.
"Me?" Sakura arched her brows, challenging.
"Yeah, it's you. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for entering the contest."
"I wouldn't end up in bed with him if you didn't ask your brother to interfere!" Her temper slightly hitched.
"I was trying to save your skinny ass!" With Temari's cheeks flushed with anger, Sakura could see the blonde hair woman struggled to control her own patience.
Sakura tried not to wince. Temari was now in a critical condition of the pregnancy stage. But what did Haruno Sakura do as a medic? Trying to raise Temari's blood level with her hot temper. Really not a good move.
Temari calmed herself before continued. "Okay, let's look at this way. If Gaara didn't interfere, and you lost to somebody whom - may I say some butt ugly weirdo who likes all those kinky and fetish stuffs- and he made you felt sick by his dirty and disgusting sexual acts." Temari's gaze was pointed haughtily towards her. "When it comes to the morning, you will hate yourself even more."
Sakura hated it when I-am-the-sensible-Temari was always right, as usual.
"My ass is my own concern. Thanks but no thanks." Sakura said tightly. She bit her bottom lip to calm herself. "He said I owed him of what happened last night." She paused before continued.
"And he wants a full repayment tonight." She could not help but felt a tinge of warm spread across her cheeks.
Sakura looked outside again and found out all the children were already gone. The sky was nearly dark and there was a ray of red sunshine brimming dimly from the outline of the dark canyons. The noisy sound of shrieking birds in the sky, in a journey of returning to their habitat could be heard and it felt like a natural music to her ears. There was a moment of silence as Temari still absorbed the news.
"So he wants to have sex with you."
"Must you be so blunt? He's your brother." She muttered. Then she sighed. "Look, the thing is, I've never been with any man before."
"Not even with Sasuke?" Temari's brow arched.
Sakura took a moment before answered. "Yeah."
"Hmm, twenty years old and still virgin."
"Twenty one for this year." Sakura muttered. Her gaze was back into the outside.
"Hmm, that's funny."
"What is so funny about that?" She glared in irritated at Temari.
Temari shrugged. "I'd never thought he is interested in you. You are pretty of course." She paused before continued. "It just that you are not that kind of woman he usually involves with."
"I know what you mean." Hadn't she been here for about four days now? She knew very well all the speculations about the kazekage's sexual liaisons.
"To be honest, you are more to Kankuro's usual type. He likes innocence and unattached females." She paused, thinking. "Unlike Kankuro, Gaara never sleeps with the same woman more than once."
"It seems you know everything about your brothers' sexual activities" Sakura muttered.
"Of course I do. I'm their big sister." Temari boasted proudly.
"But Gaara is being Gaara." Temari looked at her. "When he wants something, he usually got it without a drop of sweat."
Sakura scowled. "Is that a warning?"
Temari smirked. "Bet your skinny ass, it is."

Sakura was grinding the herb ingredients. It was already late evening and while most of medic-nins already left the medical facilities, she was still working preparing the medicine.
Temari's condition was worst than her first thought. When she had scanned using her chakra this afternoon, she realized that the baby was in the wrong place and position. It was a very risky situation. Either she could only save one life or she would lose both.
No, she refused to think that. She had already promised to use all her skills and knowledge to save both of them.
She needed to ask the kazekage to borrow one of his men to do her bidding. Sadly, after Chiyo-baasama's death, most of the rare herb plants that really need special care and attention were already gone. She could not blame Suna medics for that. Not even one of them knew more than basic medical knowledge.
Maybe it was all her fault too. She smiled in sadness. If only she fulfilled the promised she gave to Chiyo-baasama earlier…
A crack sound of opening door woke her from her past memories. A young woman came in, holding a basket.
"Ah, Sakura-sama, I didn't know you are here." The woman blushed. Sakura recognized the voice. She was one of the women at the bar last night. Sakura's body stiffed when she remembered Matsuri's remark about the rumor of herself being the kazekage's lover.
She nodded briskly before turning back to continue grinding the ingredients.
The woman was taking something from the cupboard. After several minutes, they were working silently. Sakura put the grounded ingredients into a jar before closed it tightly. Then she turned to leave. And ended up face to face with the young woman.
"Err," the woman hesitated, "Sakura -sama, I heard you are looking for students for your class. I would like to join," she blurted out nervously.
Sakura frowned at the suffix name. What game she's playing now. The black hair young woman with pigtails looked nervous. Her hands were wringing the basket handle and her face flushed with red.
"What's your name?" Her inquiry made the woman smiled a little bit.
"My name is Natsumi. People usually call me Meme." She bowed. "I am a genin kunoichi and I really interested in medical field." The woman babbled nervously. She paused and then smiled. "I'm usually talkative when I'm nervous."
Sakura leaned over the table, arms crossing while her eyes were considering the young woman. "How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen and honestly I've never had any D class mission." She paused. Her face turned red. " I usually got minor missions."
"Hmm," that's was only Sakura's reply.
"The training would be tough" she spoke, her gaze was directly to Meme's eyes. "Are you willing?"
Meme nodded. "Yes, Sakura - sama." Sakura tried not to grimace at the suffix-name.
"I will make a selection tomorrow, so please come. Although only a few candidates will be selected, but the rest who still interested would be join another training program. " She said briskly.
Meme's face brightened at the news. "Umm, so there will be another training program for the rest of us, Sakura-sama?"
"That is just what I said." She replied. Her irritation slightly flared
"Ah, thank you Sakura-sama." Meme bowed twice. "I will not let you down, Sakura-sama." She bowed again.
"Natsumi?" Her voice slightly croaked as she struggled to control her patience and irritation.
"Yes, Sakura-sama?"
"Please stop calling me that at once!"

Gaara was sitting on the edge of the window panel and glanced up from the scroll he had been reading when he heard the door flew open with a harsh sound. Sakura was striding towards him, followed by his panicked guards.
She stopped in a few feet in front of him before put her hands on hips and stared at him with a grim expression on her flushed face. Her green eyes flared with a brilliant color and her bosom was heaving rapidly in anger.
Gaara suddenly felt a surge of lust in his loin at the sight of her.
He signaled the agitated guards to leave them alone. The guards took a bow before left. He watched as the two of them disappeared through the door before turned his gaze the pink hair woman.
"You are early. I haven't finished my work yet." His spoke calmly and lower his gaze back to the scroll to continue his reading.
Early my ass, he could hear she muttered under her breath. He hid his smile. Naruto was right. This beautiful woman with soft pink hair was actually had an inconsistent and volatile temper. Never had he felt this aroused before when facing a temperamental female. She surely would keep his lately dull life interesting.
"As far as I know you do have an excellent ass." He said briskly. He could feel her temper began to ignite.
"Look, we need to talk."
"What is it?" He put the scroll aside and looked at her to give his full attention.
"You should know there is a rumor about us."
"So?"
"They think I'm your lover. They think you are going to marry me."
"Is that so?"
"You don't know how hard it is! People started bowing at me and calling me some ridiculous suffix name like Sakura-sama."
Gaara just looked at her. "That made you angry?"
"Of course not! You haven't heard the worst of it. " She calmed herself. "It happened in the pub just now. A group of shinobis were on their knees in front of me like I am some kind of a damn empress and pledge their loyalty to me. They said they will protect me starting from today." Sakura narrowed her eyes. "They said I am the compensation for the loss of your bride. "Means" she said, emphasizing the word. "I am your new bride."
So, it was Kankuro who had been spreading the rumor. Except Kankuro, he did not reveal his plan to anyone yet. His brother was no doubt hanging around the town pub just now. Gaara did not understand his brother's motive, but considering of his village former peacefulness...
"I think it's a good idea." He said in mild tones to contrast to her furious ones.
"Idea of what?" She demanded.
He didn't answer her question. He merely looked at her.
"Look, I'm really grateful you saved me from the last night incident." Gaara began to open his mouth, but Sakura held her hand.
"Temari told me everything." She took a breath before continued. "Last night is happened to be the lowest point of my life. I confess what I did is a very stupid job, so thank you for saving my face."
"About tonight…" she paused. Gaara could see her face became attractively flushed. "I don't think it's a good idea at all."
"And why is that?" He asked in mild tones.
"Well, for a certain thing, we don't know each other well. Temari told me I'm not a kind of woman you usually been with."
"It seems everybody knows my type," he said dryly.
"The point is,.. it's really a bad idea. Look, I can repay you anything – but not this. I'm not that kind of woman. I don't have much experience in that arena."
"You are virgin, I know." Her face flushed deeper.
Gaara leaned over the window while crossing his arms before continued. "We maybe never talked personally before, but the way Naruto talks about you, it seems I know you more than you think."
"Weird, I think so too." Sakura frowned. "Naruto is always talking about you. Makes me think I know you personally." She moistened her lips before turned her full gaze on him.
"For Naruto's sake, can we just let this thing off?" she asked with a hopeful tone.
Gaara merely looked at her. "You are doing it again."
"Doing what?" she asked wearily.
"You are hiding behind Naruto again." Gaara looked at her frowned face. "All these past years, you still put the blame on Naruto, don't you?"
"What do you mean?" she eyed him with a deeper frown plastered on her face.
"About you and Uchiha. You silently blamed Naruto for what happened."
"That's not true."
He studied her for a moment. Then he gave her an arrogant, knowing look. Is that so?
"You made him worry about you. You take a silent revenge by making every man lusts over you. You refuse him too."
"You don't know anything of it." She said quietly. Her beautiful green eyes flashed angrily but even he could see they flickered with pain and hurt.
"Do you ask yourself what do you actually want, Sakura?" The way he asking her, the way he mocking her name, made her gaze turned from pain to alert.
So, despite of her cool expression and high temper, she was still afraid of him. Gaara didn't like it at all. He drew a few steps closer until he was an inch from her face. Her lips parted and her eyes widened in surprise of his sudden movement.
"You don't have the right to say this to me." She whispered. He could see her eyes flickered in slightly panic as she searched for his well masked expression. The room became silent as he held her gaze longer than he intended.
"Perhaps I do. I'm your kage now." He finally said in soft tones.
"What do you mean?" She looked at him in bewilderment. She nervously moistened her bottom lip.
"The rumor is half right. You are my compensation, at least for one year. Fortunately I don't have to get marry this time. What I want as a kazekage is your knowledge." He looked lustfully at her wet bottom lip before continued.
"But what I want as a man is your body warming my bed every night. Every single night you will warm me between my sheets." He murmured softly.
"No." She took an involuntary step back at his sudden huskiness. She moved her gaze away from him and stared at the view outside of the window. Her cheeks flushed deeper.
Gaara sat at the edge of his table and crossed his arms, relaxed. "You dare to refuse your village decision?" he asked in mildly manner.
"Does Naruto agree for this?"
"You are not hiding behind his back again, aren't you?" He countered her question.
"Does us sleeping together is a part of the compensation?" She asked again and narrowed her eyes.
He held her gaze. "No. That is the bonus you promised me last night."
"I promised you nothing!"
"Just consider that as the continuation of what we haven't finished this morning."
"Con…continuation…" she stuttered in disbelief. Her emerald green eyes flared. There was a silent moment as she took a deep breath to calm herself.
"Kazekage-sama, the reason I came here is to assist your sister. I even help at the research centre. If my village councils make a decision for me working here for one year, I will accept it without any argument. "She paused and moved her gaze to outside of the window again. "But, about the other half-matter, I'm not ready. I'm sorry but I'm not that kind of woman."
You are ready, Gaara mused. He could still feel her soft body under his palm and remembered the way she moaned in the moment of her heat passion.
"You have been in celibacy for long enough." He said softly. Sakura turned her gaze back to him, shocked at his chosen of words. The corner of his mouth lifted faintly at her flushed face. "You are a medic. You have the curiosity by nature. Don't you curious about how male and female can bring pleasure to each other?"
She stared at him, considering at his words.
"If…I agree, there is something I want you to trade."
"What is it?"
She hesitated and then said in a rush. "I want to study your body."
Gaara smiled amusedly.
"I want to study how you still can have the sand controlling power even after the tanuki left your body."
He gave her a considering look from under his lashes. There was still uncertainty in her eyes, but she had straightened her back and lifted her chin slightly as she'd regained her composure.
Gaara finally smiled. "So it's deal then." He said softly
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