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People who are Important: Book Two	By : Morales89 Category: Naruto > General Views: 1262 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter 7
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Shikamaru trailed his tongue over the taught, pink nipple of his fiancé as hot water streamed down on them from above. Her strong, tanned thighs were wrapped securely around his waist as her moist sex teased the head of his cock sensually. He grasped the hardened nub between his teeth giving it a gentle tug, and watched as Temari's face scrunched into that lovely expression of pure bliss. Gods she was so beautiful like this. He could never get enough of her. One of his hands slipped down between her legs to massage her clit playfully. She let out a long whine.
"Nnn..Shika…now," the eldest Sabaku moaned, bucking against him slightly.
He smirked, moving his mouth up to capture her in a slow kiss. Temari returned it with that ferocity he loved so much about her. She was not going to be the Clan Head's wife…she was going to be the Clan Head as well. She was everything he'd ever wanted. Everything she did, she did it dominantly. Shikamaru found himself having to fight for dominance during their love making, and he enjoyed every minute of it. It is the truth that he's a somewhat lazy person, but when it came to her…he didn't mind stepping up. Temari was his everything, and now they'd be together forever.
He slid into her in that oh-so-familiar way. The warmth and tightness around him felt like heaven. Teasingly he began to slide his hips forward, brushing the tip of his head against that female pleasure deep inside of his lover. Temari keened, and clawed at his back; bucking her hips down to take him deeper. The Nara could feel her sharp nails digging into the tan flesh of his shoulders in a way that would surely leave marks. He felt her flutter her muscles around him intentionally, sending sparks up his spine, and over every nerve ending of his body. He answered with a swift, hard jab to her g-spot in the way he knew she liked it best.
"Ahgn! Shika!" she cried out, nails biting hard into his flesh.
He found that spot on her neck that made her go wild, and started to lavish it with attention. Her walls clamped down on him hard, and she shifted her hips against him so that he could slide inside of her even tighter heat slowly. Gods, he loved it when she was like this. He loved her, and she loved him just as much. The feeling of his hard cock squeezed inside of her. The feeling of his skin against hers, his heavy breathing mingling with hers, and his heartbeat matching her frantic beat, was amazing. He was hers as much as she was his.
Silently, she fluttered around him again in plea for him to pick up the pace. Shikamaru knew it as the sign to hurry up, or risk having her flip them over and ride him to completion. As beautiful as that image was, he really did enjoy taking care of her more than letting her do all the work. Only her…only Sabaku no Temari made him feel that way. So, he moved faster. Jerking his hips against her steady, hard, and fast in the way he knew would send her into oblivion. He angled his thrusts to aim directly against her pleasure core. She was already close; he could feel it in the spasms of her inner walls.
"Shika..maru….harder," she moaned against his mouth as they tangled their tongues in a lusty dance.
He obliged her demand, because with Temari it was never a request. Harder meant harder now…faster meant faster now….he knew it. It was one of the things he liked most about her. She was the perfect wife for him. She'd always keep him on his toes, in everything…even sex. With one final, sharp thrust he slammed into her spot hard enough to send her over the edge….and she did so beautifully. Her golden body arched into his…soft, shower-dampened skin sliding amazingly against his own. Her blond hair stuck to her face, shoulders, and neck as the steamy water droplets rolled over her body from above.
Then there was her face. Her pleasure contorted, beautiful face, that he never got sick of. Her nose scrunched up in that adorable way it always did, her eyes seemed to glow an ethereal green in her completion. Her full lips hung open as she cried out his name loudly. Every time he saw it he was even more stunned by how he managed to make her his. Her muscles clamped down hard on him, milking him of his own climax. For a few seconds they just stood panting against one another. Shikamaru had Temari pinned to the shower wall with hot water raining down on them from the shower head. Her nails had scored his back; he could feel the stinging sensation of it as the warm water hit him. He knew she must've drawn blood…harpy that she was.
"We'd better rinse off and get you downstairs. My mother wanted to get you fitted for the wedding kimono this afternoon," Shikamaru said, finally breaking the silence. She made a soft humming sound in the back of her throat in agreement. They disentangled their body parts and rinsed each other off.
"We're watching Senji-chan after Shia's shift today too, remember? Gaara is leaving this afternoon for Suna, so he'll be too busy packing to watch the kid," the Nara reminded his wife-to-be.
"Hai…hai," she said, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her nude form.
"Temari-chan! It's almost time to leave hon!" Shikamaru's mom yelled from down the hall. Shikamaru muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'troublesome', earning a chuckle from his fiancé. An undignified yelp followed that as Temari smacked his naked ass on her way out of the bathroom.
"Troublesome woman…" the Nara mumbled.
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Konohagakure Hospital
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"Momma!" Senji cried out, running around the room in a fit of joy. The toddler collided happily with his mother's calf and squeezed her tight. Gaara entered after him, glancing at the conscious, but very pale and sickly looking Uchiha in the bed. Shia turned from her patient to face her family.
"Kazekage-kun? What are you doing here?" the girl asked, walking straight into her husband's arms and allowing him envelop her in a strong embrace. The Sand-nin rested his pale hands at the small of her back.
"I'm leaving in two or three hours. I know you won't be done here by then, so I came to say goodbye," he explained. Shia smiled at him kindly.
"I've been pretty busy haven't I?" she asked. Her husband nodded.
"I'm sorry Gaara…I wanted to spend more time with you...but the situation with Sasuke was so much more complicated than anyone thought," she said, leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Don't apologize…we're ninja Shia…and you are one of the best medics in the village; you have a job to do here," Gaara said, placing a kiss against her forehead.
Sasuke watched the exchange in wonderment. He'd been secretly studying the way that the formerly anti-social Kazekage interacted with his family, and the people he cared about for the past week. Being sick and paralyzed on a lot of his left side…he had not many better things to do. The redhead loved his wife and his child more than anything in the world. He could show it, without compromising his appearance of power, strength, or intimidation. The fact that Shia was with child made Gaara even more protective of the girl than he usually was. 'As he should be…that woman has tripped over herself more than a dozen times in this last hour. Dizziness she says…' the Uchiha thought. The couple by the door seemed completely unaware of their child slowly waddling on his little baby feet over to the sick Uchiha's bed.
"Have you heard? Team Hyuuga has returned from their mission. In fact, in five minutes I have a meeting with the Hokage to discuss the information they gathered," he heard the Kazekage say. He didn't look up however, because at that point he had a one year old, Sabaku no Gaara clone smiling up at him, and reaching towards him with his chubby hands.
"Hai, I ran into Sakura-chan on my way to the hospital this morning," Shia said. Sasuke felt his heart stumble slightly at the mentioning of the ex-teammate that'd been on his mind since she left.
"Did she tell you anything?" Gaara asked his wife. Senji turned to the chair at the Uchiha's bedside and started to try and climb into it.
"No of course not! It was S-class…you may have rights to that kind of information Love, but us common ninja don't," the Akito Head said with a small chuckle.
To the Avenger's surprise, Gaara laughed with her, quietly…but he'd still laughed. He'd laughed and hadn't sounded maniacal, homicidal, or frightening. However surprising it was to hear, it didn't sound unnatural. Sasuke was suddenly broken out of his thoughts when a baby tumbled into his arms. With some difficulty, he managed to sit upright, and scoot away from the child. He didn't want any trouble from Senji's father…especially in his current condition.
"You're hardly common Shia," the Kazekage said, leaning in to kiss her gently.
She sighed against his lips and opened her mouth willingly. Gaara's tongue slid into her mouth and coaxed her into a slow dance. A cough interrupted him from continuing. They both turned to see an uncomfortable looking Uchiha with their son sprawled over his chest. Shia started laughing immediately; Gaara couldn't help but glare slightly. He managed to keep it from being deadly. Shia had said that Sasuke wasn't the same person he'd been when he'd attacked Naruto and Sakura. He trusted his wife's judgment.
"Gomen nasai Sasuke-san," Shia giggled, scooping her child into her arms shaking her finger at him.
"Senji-chan…you shouldn't bother Sasuke-san. He's not feeling well," the girl chided. Senji's eyes followed her finger before his small hand jumped out to grab the appendage.
"I've got to go Shia. I'll be dropping Senji off at the Nara Compound," Gaara said from the doorway. With a smile, and a fond ruffle of raven hair, Shia walked back over to her husband. Sasuke glared lightly at the doctor before reaching a hand up to smooth his hair back down.
"Temari-chan agreed to baby-sit?" she asked.
"Hn.." Gaara said, taking his son from his mother's arms.
'Why would Sabaku's sister be at the Nara Compound?' Sasuke thought briefly, trying hard to fight the way his lips tilted up at the sides as Senji waved at him furiously from his father's arms. He resisted the urge to wave back at the small child who smiled so brightly at him. Sabaku's green eyes shot him a glare again, but it held much less venom than it usually did. Shia must have had a huge influence on her husband.
"Alright then…I'll try to get out of here to see you off later, but I can't promise anything," Shia said with an apologetic smile. The Kazekage merely stole a swift kiss from his wife.
"Don't worry yourself about it. You're already more stressed than you should be in your condition. Try to relax a little," he said with a tinge of concern in that usually monotonous voice. With a last embrace and a kiss on the forehead to her son, Shia waved her family out of the room and turned back to him.
"Well Sasuke-san…it's time for your daily tissue healing procedure," she said. He huffed.
"I don't see the point of this. You're stressing your body too much with little results. Just skip it today and order some food or something I haven't seen you eat all day," the Uchiha said, turning away and hoping she thought he was just being condescending.
"As flattered as I am by your concern…" she began, "if I don't do this everyday you will most likely lose mobility of your left side permanently. It is the only thing I can do for you until Tsunade-sama has sorted out the means of removing the Seal."
He opted for silence as she helped him flip over on his stomach to begin the healing process. The soothing chakra leaked into his painful shoulder like cool water on a parched throat. She was humming a calm tune akin to a lullaby, her gentle hand combing through his hair again in that way that relaxed him so. 'I wonder if they'll come to visit,' the Uchiha thought as his body slowly shut down from its exhaustion. He wanted so badly for his two ex-teammates to come and see him. Especially Sakura…he really needed to talk to her. He didn't exactly know what he wanted to say yet..but he needed to talk to her sometime soon. He heard a sigh from above him and turned his head to look at a very tired looking doctor. She was trembling slightly; her eyes seemed a little glazed and far away. He grasped her healing arm in his functioning right arm and pulled it away from his shoulder. Navy eyes sent him a confused look.
"Enough…you should go home," he said in a very final tone. She glared at him, though the slightly dazed look in her eyes made it much less than intimidating.
"Sasuke-san…I want you to come out of this healthy, and able. If I don't do this today…you'll lose the ability to use your left arm, and possibly be paralyzed on your entire left side permanently. I'll be fine…just let me get this finished and then I promise I'll go home and rest," she said with a shaky smile. He narrowed his black eyes at her.
"Go find the Hokage's assistant to finish this," he said, she just applied more pressure to his back with her hand to get him to lie down again. The healing returned.
"I can do this. No more arguments," she said with a slightly irritated edge to her usually calm voice.
Sasuke supposed it must be the pregnancy talking. He didn't know why he was concerned about her. Usually he wouldn't care. If he had to come up with a reason, he'd say it was because she cared about him. Yea, that never really mattered to him before. Nor did it used to affect the way he thought or acted, however, since he'd returned he'd been reflecting on himself. Being bedridden really gave him time to look into his own character, and see just how many flaws there were to it. He realized that it did affect the way he thought or felt about someone if they cared about him. No matter how hard he had denied it, the fact remained that he could never ignore the people who did. Naruto…Sakura…Kakashi…and now Shia; they all cared about him in some way, and it made him want to let himself care for them.
So…yea…he was worried about his doctor. He probably wasn't going to tell her outright. Not, scratch that…he'd never tell her outright…but she'd know…if she didn't already. There was just something about the way she interacted with him…motherly at times and really sweet all the time. Usually women married or not, fell over themselves when they were around him. Shia wasn't like that…she was sweet without over doing it..and she picked on him in a light, fun kind of way. He supposed her not being intimidated by him also made him more prone to like her, and she kind of reminded him of Sakura. Sakura who he'd realized recently meant a whole lot more to him than he'd ever thought.
Suddenly the steady stream of chakra stopped, and two hands braced weight against his back. He heard a quiet string of curses come from the doctor's mouth and felt a more pronounced tremble through the hands on his skin. Her breath had become choppy…shortened in her attempt to regain composure. Sasuke sighed…he'd had enough. He knew Shia wanted to do her job, but this was ridiculous. She was pregnant for Kami's sake. She needed to be eating. He hadn't seen her eat all day. He'd seen her fuss over his wounds, which wouldn't be scarring because of her hard work on an ointment. He'd seen her force food down his throat because "eating three meals a day sped the healing process". Not once had she eaten, or taken a break since she'd gotten to the hospital promptly at 9:30am.
"Shia-san… you should take a break," Sasuke said, using her first name to get her attention.
Usually he called her 'Doctor', or 'Akito-san'. There was no response. Suddenly he was worried. Could she really be having that hard a time? Geez, if Gaara found out she was working herself too hard on this mission he'd have her removed. The Uchiha didn't want a new doctor. Shia was the one who'd discovered his condition, and other than the Hokage, was the one who knew most about it. The hands that'd been braced on his back slid off as the weight disappeared without warning. He turned his head to stare in horror as the young doctor's eyes rolled and knees buckled. He got up so fast that his shoulder throbbed and his body screamed in agony. He thrust his right arm out, grabbing her elbow, but her body weight was about to send them both tumbling to the ground.
"Shia!" a very familiar voice said as both patient and doctor plummeted to the ground in a heap.
Sasuke groaned in pain when his back hit the cold, tiled floor. A weight crashed down on top of him, which was lifted almost as instantly as it had fallen. The Uchiha opened his eyes to see a flash of pink and green. He immediately knew who the odd splash of color was standing over him with a very passed out doctor in her arms. Haruno Sakura looked down at him with concern, confusion, and something else he couldn't place.
"Sasuke!" another familiar voice yelled…much louder than the last one.
Two strong hands braced themselves under his armpits and hauled him up off the ground. The person he'd just recognized as Naruto slung his pale arm over broad shoulders to keep his weakened legs from buckling. Sakura picked up Shia's limp body with barely a huff of difficulty, and spread the unconscious doctor on the usually empty, other hospital bed that occupied Sasuke's room. Shia was pale looking, and slightly flushed. One of the medic's small hands came to rest on the Akito Head's forehead. Sakura sighed in exasperation, and turned toward Sasuke, who was currently being helped into his own bed by one Uzumaki Naruto.
"What happened?" she asked, green eyes narrowing in his direction. She fought the shiver when those bottomless black eyes turned on her.
"She passed out," he said with a blank look. Green eyes glared fire at him, but it was better than the mask of indifference she usually wore around him.
"Naruto….go fetch Gaara-sama…" she ordered. The fox-container didn't argue for once, and with a pointed look in the Uchiha's direction, he ran out of the door to complete his task.
"What happened?" Sakura repeated, glaring him down with those bright green eyes of hers. Sasuke sighed.
"I don't know…one second she was healing me, and the next she was passing out," he explained. Konoha's Cherry-blossom sighed deeply.
"I wish she wouldn't push herself so hard…" she said, more to herself than anything as she stared worriedly at the unconscious doctor.
Sasuke stared at her for a few seconds…something painful grasping at his heart as he took in her worried expression. Why was it that whenever they were alone together, it just wasn't the right atmosphere to talk? And they needed to talk…big time. He needed to apologize to her. He was dying. The Cursed Seal was killing him…and it was possible that the solution would not come through in time. Even with the removal jutsu his chances of survival were not very good. 60 percent chance to live means 40 percent chance of death…and though the chances of life were higher…40 percent was a very high chance of death.
Even if he hadn't completely sorted out his feelings for the pink haired girl he'd left behind four years ago…he needed to at least let her know that he was sorry. Sorry for everything he'd put her through..and he was. He regretted every time he'd tried to hurt the people who cared for him. Every time he'd told them they were worthless hindrances to his mission in life. He did not have the ability to decode his own emotions, let alone communicate them easily anymore…but he would try damnit! Because Naruto, Sakura, and Kakashi were all he had left. They were his only family now.
"What is going on here?" a deep, quiet, but somehow menacing voice said from the doorway.
Both sets of eyes snapped to the source of the noise, slightly widened in surprise. Neither of them had even felt him coming. Though…they both suspected they should have expected that from the leader of Wind Country. Sabaku no Gaara wasn't the Kazekage because he looked good in blue and white. No, he was a highly trained and highly skilled ninja with enough power to raise the desert if he needed to. Sasuke looked away from the other man's glaring teal eyes. No…he'd done nothing to hurt Shia, but regardless of that fact, he knew he'd be Sabaku's prime suspect.
"She just had a fainting spell I'm pretty sure," Sakura said with a reassuring smile in the Kage's direction.
"I'll check her over, but it's not unusual for a woman in this stage of pregnancy to have fainting or dizzy spells. She probably just forgot to eat or something. You know how dynamic her appetite has been lately," the Hokage's apprentice tried to reason.
"She shouldn't be working so hard. I'm having her removed from this mission," the redhead said in a monotonous tone.
Sasuke felt his heart speed up in a panic…he didn't want her off his case. Sakura must have sensed his unease as she moved closer to Gaara to place a hand on his shoulder. Intense eyes bore into her with an angry glare. The Kazekage almost looked too angry, and the Uchiha felt something akin to protectiveness stirring in the back of his mind. Of course, in his current condition, he was no match for the Sand-nin. He doubted he'd be a serious threat to him even if he weren't currently indisposed. Of course that doubt was hidden under layers and layers of Uchiha pride that warped it into something that definitely wasn't doubt.
"Gaara, we both know what she'd say to that. I know it's not really any of my business, but she really shouldn't argue with you a lot right now. Three months is a pretty delicate time in the pregnancy, especially since her last one was rocky as well. We shouldn't rile her up too much until she delivers," Sakura reasoned. Gaara seemed to calm instantly, his light eyes flicking over to his unconscious wife.
"She's right Kazekage-sama…not only would Shia-san refuse to be taken off this case…I'm afraid it would be impossible to do so," Tsunade said, striding in with a worried looking Naruto on her heals. Gaara bowed to the Hokage and received the same gesture in return.
"Shia-san is the one that knows the most about Sasuke's case other than me. I'll need her in order to heal him," the Hokage added.
"Shishou?" Sakura said in confusion. Golden brown eyes settled on the young medic.
"We have a lot to talk about Sakura. After you've finished up looking at Shia-san, I want her sent home for the day, and I want you in my office as soon as you've seen to it," the busty woman ordered.
"Hai!" Sakura said bowing and beginning her examination of the unconscious Akito Head.
"Naruto…I'm sorry, but I'm going to be finishing up Uchiha's healing session today. Unfortunately you can not be present. You should go home and rest for a while. That mission was quite difficult," Tsunade said flicking her light brown eyes over to the boy's face. Naruto nodded and smiled at her.
"Okay…by Sasuke…see you later Sakura-chan…and calm down Gaara, your forehead is starting to wrinkle," the blond said with a foxy grin before bounding out of the room. The Kazekage's glare followed him until he was out of sight.
"He's right Gaara," the sound of his name coming out of the Hokage's mouth got his attention immediately.
She usually called him Kazekage-sama. It was protocol, but they had established a strange mother-son…sister-brother like relationship. His first year as Kazekage had been pretty rough; especially after his abduction and 'death'. Tsunade had basically taught him the ropes of being a productive, but not overly stressed Kage. She was kind to him, and was one of the three medics he'd allow to do his yearly checkup; the others being Sakura and of course his wife.
"Hn…"
"She seems to be fine. The baby wasn't harmed in the fall at all," Sakura said with a smile. Again the Kazekage seemed to immediately relax. That's when Sakura turned to Sasuke with a heart-stoppingly pretty smile.
"Sasuke-kun…thank you for breaking her fall. I know you must be in a lot of pain right now, and the fact that you still tried to help her…just thank you," the pinkette said with the kind of warmth in her eyes he hadn't seen directed towards him in four years. He felt Gaara's gaze on him, and tensed just slightly when the redhead came closer to him.
"Arigato…" the Sand-nin said, reaching a hand out. The Uchiha stared at the offered appendage for a few seconds in silent, but not outwardly shown, wonderment. Not trusting his voice he just nodded and shook hands with his once fierce enemy.
"I've got to finish packing. Ja ne, Tsunade-san…Sakura-san…Uchiha-san," the redhead said before bowing shallowly and walking out of the door.
"Ja Gaara!" Sakura called after him with a smile. Tsunade waved from her position at Sasuke's bed.
"Lay down Uchiha…this'll only take a couple of minutes," the Hokage's smooth voice said from next to him. He obeyed silently, watching Sakura check over his unconscious doctor with a flutter of worry in his stomach.
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Ramen Shop
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"Geez! That was the scariest thing I've ever seen Hinata-chan!" a loud, obnoxious voice cried through a mouthful of noodles.
"I mean, Sakura-chan and I had just walked you and Neji home. So, we decided to go see Sasuke-teme because we'd heard he was still in the hospital. Sakura-chan was worried because she said he shouldn't still be in the hospital. When we get to his room, Shia-chan's got her eyes rollin' in the back of her head and fallin' to the floor. But…Sasuke-teme broke her fall," Naruto explained to the pretty girl sitting next to him. Hinata smiled at him.
"Wow…I guess he is different than he used to be," she said. The boy next to her nodded excitedly.
"I know I should still be mad at him for all he's done but…Sasuke's always been like a brother to me. I feel guilty, but I really can't be anything but excited about him being back," Naruto said. Hinata laid a delicate hand on his arm, and sparks shot up his body at the touch of her skin against his.
"You don't have to be guilty. You've been chasing Sasuke-san for four years Naruto-kun. It's okay for you to be happy he's back," the Hyuuga girl said with a comforting smile. Naruto beamed back at her brightly.
"How do you always know what to say?" he said, pushing his bowl away from him and leaning his cheek against his hand. She blushed in that utterly adorable way and started to sputter a little bit. 'She's so cute!' the blond thought.
"I don't know about all that," she said quietly. Naruto placed some money on the table for their meals and grabbed the shy girl's hand to tug her away.
"N..Naruto-kun!" Hinata exclaimed. The fox-container laughed.
"Come on Hina-chan! I wanna show you something," he said, practically dragging her down the street. So he was a little bit hyperactive…Hinata felt she could deal with that. He wanted to spend time with her, so she was just happy.
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Nara Complex
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"Auntie Tema!" Senji screeched, running full speed into the kitchen as his aunt power walked away from him. Shikamaru and his parents looked on in amusement.
"He's certainly a handful," Shikaku said with a lazy smirk. His wife hit him in the back of the head.
"You were just lucky that Shikamaru took after your lazy ass," Yoshino snapped.
"I really like the wedding kimono you helped me pick out Nara-san," Temari's voice said.
"Call me Yoshino, Temari-chan," the Nara Head said with a disarming smile.
"Father…if they get to be too close it could become troublesome," Shikamaru whispered to his dad.
"It's too late son…your mother absolutely adores Temari. They will be a force to be reckoned with in this house," Shikaku said. Both men felt a shiver go down their spine at the thought of two such dominating women living in the same place as them.
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Hokage Tower
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"No…" Sakura said, forcefully holding the tears back. 'Dying…dying…he's dying..' the words echoed through her head rapidly. Tsunade tried her best not to rush over and hug her apprentice.
"I'm sorry Sakura. But…we've found a solution. I want you to take a copy of the jutsu home with you and study it. If it's the both of us…we'll find a way to make his chances of surviving go up," the Hokage explained. Sakura nodded and took the offered scroll from her master.
"Okay…I have one more question before you go," the blond woman said.
"Shia-chan is awake and fine. I told her to stay in bed and rest for the rest of the day. The baby is fine," the girl said before she asked. Tsunade smiled.
"Okay…you're dismissed then. I suggest you go take a look at that Seal. It'll help you understand the jutsu better," she said.
"I was planning on it," Sakura answered.
With a small bow, she turned to leave the room and made her way to the hospital. She hesitated only a second at the Uchiha's door. He was dying. He was dying and she still wasn't sure if she could treat him any differently than she had before she left. It still hurt. She remembered vividly the night he had left her with an "Arigato" on that cold park bench all those years ago. She remembered bearing her soul to him…offering him herself in her entirety at the time, and him just walking away. It still hurt damnit! But…could she really be so selfish as to not even try to forgive him. There was a huge part of her that wanted to open up and let him back in. Turning the knob she pushed the door open only to meet a pair of striking onyx orbs staring directly into her own.
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"Sakura…I need to talk to you…"
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