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The Sweetest Victory	By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
A/N: I want to thank everyone
for their encouragement and sticking with me for the long haul. It
was NOT supposed to take this long. Oi! But here it is. And most of
all, thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy it. Short and to the point
Epilogue is short and to the point. Plotless and smutty sequel has
been in the works almost as long as this thing has.

Pairing: NaruSakuSasu. Yes.

Disclaimer: Naruto isn't mine.
Ya'll know this by now, right?

The Sweetest Victory

Epilogue

“He's late,” Naruto
observed, impatiently dropping his pack to the ground with a thud.

Sakura smiled. They'd only been waiting
an hour so far. “And this surprises you?”

“'Course not,” he replied
as he worked a kink out of his shoulder and leaned lazily against the
village wall. “We probably have enough time for a quickie and
go get some breakfast before he drags his sorry ass over here.”

Sasuke sat a few feet away on a bench,
his elbow resting on the bag sitting next him. He rolled his eyes but
remained silent, a reaction Inner Sakura didn't agree with.

Smothering her
violent fantasies about sticks connecting with the side Naruto's
head, Sakura instead cleared her throat. “He'll be here soon
enough, then you can torture him to your heart's content.”

The blond's
expression turned dark. “He deserves to be tortured after
making us take nothing but D-rank missions for a month! I was lucky
my water wasn't cut off.” He crossed his arms stubbornly over
his chest and glared at the ground.

“Well, you
didn't expect him to believe that enemy ninja infiltrated the village
just to vandalize his apartment, did you?” If he said yes,
joking or not, she was going to hit him.

“Psh,
cleaning it up should've been enough.”

Sakura didn't
reply, just stared at him in disbelief. They'd had this conversation
several times already. Her opinion on the matter wasn't going to
change.

“Oh, forget
it.” Naruto waved dismissively. When he was done sulking a few
minutes later he glanced back at her with a grin and waggling
eyebrows. “I'd rather torture you anyway.”

Sakura cracked her
knuckles and narrowed her eyes. “Behave.” It was early,
but not so early she wouldn't smack some sense into him if the need
arose.

An amused sort of
snort coming from Sasuke then stole her attention. It figured he'd
wait until then to join the conversation. “Sometimes,
you're just as bad,” she sighed.

“No way! It
took years to get this annoying.” Naruto looked
completely affronted, and Sakura couldn't help but laugh.

“Don't
worry,” Sasuke replied with the most insincere of grins. “No
one could ever take your title. You were born annoying.”

The blond stuck his
tongue out and mumbled something that sounded disturbingly like
“annoy you all night.”

Sakura laughed
again and glanced over at Sasuke. He met her gaze and shook his head
slightly in what she interpreted as silent, resigned humor.

She turned her
attention to Naruto then.

“Think I
won't?” he mouthed silently.

There was no doubt
in her mind he'd try. She made a thoughtful face. “Well...”

“Don't
encourage him,” Sasuke warned.

“Hey!”
Naruto protested while Sakura giggled.

“Who do we
not want to encourage?” Kakashi had appeared unexpectedly once
again, within punching distance and false smile in place. Sakura
hated it when he did that; she was certain it was only to annoy them.

Not that anyone
would've answered him anyway – it was rhetorical, of course –
but Naruto's accusatory “You're late!” effectively
changed the subject all the same.

It was for only a
second, but there was something odd about the way their team leader
looked at them. It made Sakura wonder – and not for the first
time – if, in fact, he did have some idea of what they'd
been talking about. Or maybe just a suspicion. Or maybe she was just
paranoid. That was always a possibility.

Kakashi shook his
head slightly and with a tired sigh, he pulled his book out and began
walking through the gate. “Wouldn't want to be late for our
assignment.”

Sasuke followed,
then Sakura. Behind her, she heard Naruto grumbling that it'd be his
fault if they were late anyway. Sakura smiled despite herself. The
sun was warm on her skin, and the breeze rustled the nearby treetops.
She watched as a leaf detached itself from its branch and took
flight, weaving and dipping and dancing with the air before finally
becoming nothing more than a spec above them.

It had been two
months since the bet, and sometimes it seemed as if nothing had
changed. They still bickered over whose fault it was every time they
found themselves running laps around the village or picking up
nin-dog waste or whatever creative punishments they were given. They
still teased each other mercilessly over any embarrassing moments
between them. They still hung out together on their days off.
Occasionally, they even still plotted over a bottle of sake ways to
get Kakashi's mask off – which more often than not, resulted in
Sakura punching the crap out of Naruto for his suggestions.

They still annoyed
their team leader – intentionally or otherwise – every
time they were together to the point of worrying Kakashi-sensei might
really make good on his threats to replace them. Naruto still
flirted, Sasuke still brooded, and Sakura still threatened both with
physical violence regularly as Kakashi ignored them all in favor of
his beloved books.

Naruto fell into
step with Sakura, thumbs hooked under the shoulder straps of his bag
and eyeing her suspiciously. “What are you so happy about?”

“Just
thinking,” she offered, smiling even wider. It was fun to tease
him; sadly, he wasn't taking the bait this time.

Naruto nodded
knowingly. “I see. You were totally checking out sensei's ass
again, weren't you?”

It was okay,
though, because she wasn't taking the bait either. “Nope. I was
ogling Sasuke's actually.”

Naruto pretended to
be wounded a second, then sprinted a few feet ahead to walk with
Sasuke. When he looked back at her with the cheekiest grin ever, all
Sakura could do was laugh.

Okay, so not
everything was the same as it had been. As it turned out,
Naruto could act like a ninja when he wanted to – who
knew? – so what had changed was barely perceivable to anyone
but themselves. It was subtle, discreet – laughable
considering this was team seven after all who were usually as subtle
as a brick to the head. Which was why everyone was shocked when two
months later, rumors began circulating Konoha about how the three had
been caught in the throes of something rather naughty and taboo.

But that was
another story.

The End.
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