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Unwanted Labels	By : mischiefmaker Category: Naruto > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1753 -:- 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.

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Disclaimer: Nope,
don’t own it. If I did, team 7 wouldn’t be 12. ;__;

Warning: This is
a polyamorous threesome fic,
meaning three people involved together in every sense of the word. Yep, all three. That means het and yaoi implied since there’s no actual smut. Don’t read it if it’s not
your thing, okay? ^__^

Unwanted Labels

Pervert. It’s almost always used to describe members of the
male species. Not usually females. And certainly not her. Slut and whore were words
she was used to hearing associated with her name. She knew how to deal with
those. Pervert, though, was definitely a new one, and well, she just didn’t
know what to think about that.

It wasn’t meant for her ears (she didn’t think anyway,) but
as she left the checkout with her items, the clerks’ gossiping was just a bit
louder than it should have been. She was pretty sure she’d stiffened at that
particular comment but quickly brushed it off not wanting to give any clues
that she’d heard. It was easier to just ignore crap like that after all. Apparently,
the women didn’t notice or just didn’t care, because the other clerk quickly
whispered something along the lines of ‘look at who their sensei was’ and ‘what
do you expect.’

Well, Sakura certainly couldn’t just ignore that one, now
could she? Taking a deep breath to calm herself (because killing two civilians would
most definitely not make her life any
easier right now,) she slowly turned and walked back up to the counter with a
smile a bit too wide to be considered friendly.

The kunoichi stepped out of the
store a few minutes later grinning ear to ear. Death threats were always so therapeutic.

‘You forgot fun!’ Inner Sakura laughed, remembering the
expressions on the clerks’ faces as they had been informed of what exactly
would happen to their entrails courtesy one very sharp kunai if they ever
badmouthed Kakashi-sensei again. Oh yes, that memory was
going to amuse her for weeks.

As she turned down a busy street and began weaving in and
out of the sea of pedestrians, she noticed a couple of them giving her that look. Her grin fell as irritation quickly
began to set in again. This was a pretty much a daily occurrence, and while she
didn’t think she’d ever truly get used to it, she was able to not let it bother
her for the most part. Today was not going to be one of those days, though. Not
after the incident in the store.

‘A pervert? Really now?’ she
wondered as she continued toward her destination. She ignored Inner Sakura who
was coughing rather suggestively.

‘Feh.
What do they know? We live together. It’s not like they can prove anything
beyond that. They’re the perverts for
thinking it, not me,’ she reassured herself, knowing just how lame that excuse
was but not caring.

She was well aware of all the speculation that went on in Konoha about herself and her teammates, but that’s all it
was. Speculation. It’s not like they fondled each
other or even did anything other than
behave like a team in public. But when the three had moved in together shortly
after her twentieth birthday, rumors had run wild. And uh yeah, the fact that
it was a one bedroom apartment may have had a little bit to do with that.

Sakura sighed. Okay, so she lived with two men, and yes, if
you wanted to get technical, you could call them her lovers. So they had mad,
kinky sex quite often. So what? It’s not like all the other villagers were
virgins. Sheesh. Everyone’s interest in their sex lives really was a bit
disturbing. They were even more of a topic than Anko’s
supposed affection towards BDSM, shy academy instructor Iruka’s
questionable sexuality, and Kakashi’s open fondness
of pornography, which he reads in front of minors for crying out loud, combined!

But that wasn’t even the worst part. Oh no! The sad truth of
the matter was that the speculation of team 7’s relationship in reality was
rather tame. Everyone was under the assumption that the men were just sharing
her. ‘If only they knew the whole story,’ she thought as an actual whine
escaped her throat. ‘They already think I’m a perv.’

Inner Sakura, however, was busy laughing her ass off. ‘Oh,
just admit it already. You are a
freaky pervert!’ Her outward self was not amused.

‘Bitch. You’re supposed to have my
back, damn it!’ She sighed once again and kicked a rock out of her way. ‘Okay, I’ll
admit that I’m a bit of a deviant. I never claimed to be normal, but it’s not
like I’m obsessed with sex. Isn’t
that the definition of pervert?’

‘How should I know? I’m not a
fucking dictionary!’ Inner Sakura growled. Frowning, the pink-haired ninja
wondered if there was a way to just stop thinking altogether. The voice in her
head was really starting to piss her off.

When she found that she was already in front of her
apartment building, though, she couldn’t repress the smile. Home.
It was their sanctuary, their little place where the outside world couldn’t
bother them and they were all that mattered.

Her boys would no doubt find her predicament amusing. Not
the incident itself, of course. Naruto was extremely
protective of her. They both were really, but Sasuke
wasn’t near as obvious about it. They were just as annoyed by the attitudes of
most of the villagers as she was, and if she were ever truly upset about anything, they would do something about it. She
shook her head and smiled. No, what they would find funny was the fact that she
was upset over that one little word when she’d laughed off so much worse.

Sakura quickly ascended the steps to the apartment, shifting
the bag in her arms so she could dig the keys out of her olive drab vest. She
opened the door to see Naruto sitting on the couch
with his feet propped up on the coffee table as usual watching TV. He looked up
at her and gifted her with that lopsided smile that always made her insides
melt.

“Hey, Sakura-chan!” he called to
her before turning back to whatever it was he was watching.

“Hey.” Her reply had significantly less enthusiasm despite
the smile. The tone wasn’t lost on him, and he quickly took the bag from her
and dropped it on the coffee table before pulling her into his lap on the
couch.

“What’s wrong?” His blue eyes peered into hers, and the
expression on his face was one of concern, but there was that ever-present hint
of playful that somehow never left him even under the worst of circumstances. She
couldn’t keep herself from grinning just a little bit.

“I overheard the clerks call me a pervert at the store. Then
one of them had the nerve to act like it was Kakashi’s
fault,” she sighed.

“Oi,” he pouted, “Kakashi-sensei better not
have anything to do with it.” His face was completely serious. Well, for a few
seconds anyway until the corner of his mouth turned upward slightly. “I’d like
to think I was the one to corrupt you, but I have a feeling you were like this
long before we got together.” He tapped his chin with is index finger as his
face took on a thoughtful expression.

“Hey! I am NOT a pervert.”

Naruto didn’t even notice her
punch his shoulder; he was too busy laughing.

“Oh, shut up!” Sakura huffed and twisted her body to face
away from him as he continued to chuckle at her denial. Suddenly his arms
circled her waist, pulling her back against his chest as he rested his chin on
her shoulder.

“But Sakura-chaaan,” he whispered
so close to her ear that his lips brushed against the shell as he spoke. “I
like it when you’re a pervert.” Her eyes closed at the sensation, and she had
to fight the urge to just forget everything and let him prove just how
perverted she really was. Instead, she turned her face toward his and smiled.

“You are the
pervert, Naruto.”

“Yeah, but I admit it,” he replied, quirking his eyebrows up
suggestively a few times. Sakura laughed, and he tightened his grip on her
waist. She touched her forehead to his and sat there a moment in his embrace,
loving how he could always make her feel this way.

“I really need to put the groceries up. I bought ice cream,”
she sighed as she pulled back just a bit. “Thank you.” She didn’t need to say
what for; he already knew.

Her lips touched his for a moment, but she was quick to pull
back before he could get too caught up in it. She was still sitting in his lap
after all, and she didn’t want ice cream all over the table. Which is exactly
what would happen if things progressed, considering Naruto’s
demonic stamina and all. Reluctantly, he released his grip on her so she could
get up and watched as she grabbed the bag and headed into the kitchen. When she
was no longer in view, he sighed, no longer wanting to watch TV and headed off
to the bedroom.

Dropping the paper bag onto the counter, Sakura began
removing items and putting them away. The muffled voices of her guys were heard
coming from the other side of the apartment. It sounded like they were arguing…
again. Rolling her eyes, she finished putting up her things and wondered if
those two would ever get past their constant ‘we’re either fucking or fighting’
phase. Really, there has to be an in between somewhere, right?

There was a loud thud followed by something that sounded
suspiciously like a cross between a growl and a moan. One pink eyebrow crept up
as her interest was piqued. With the stealth only ninja possess, she quickly made
her way to the bedroom and peeked through the half-open door just as the two
crashed onto the bed.

Sasuke was sitting on the other
man’s stomach as he tried to pin the blonde’s hands above his head. It didn’t
work, and Naruto was able to leverage himself enough
to flip them over. The young Uchiha wasn’t going down
that easily, though, and used the momentum to keep them moving.

Sakura watched with rapt fascination as the two, clad only
in their black jounin pants, continued to roll on the
bed as their mouths assaulted each other almost violently. She bit her lip as
she tried to decide whether she wanted to continue watching the show or jump in
the middle of it. Surprisingly, it was a hard decision, since they were never
as rough with her as they were with each other. Sometimes it was nice to just watch
them together.

Her eyes widened as she realized just where her thoughts
were at that moment and almost laughed.

‘Oh god, I am a
pervert!’ she whined mentally as she stared off into space. A pair of pants
flew by her head, effectively pulling her attention back to them.

“If you’re going to watch, Sakura, at least have the decency
to pay attention,” Sasuke smirked, enjoying the
interesting shade of red her cheeks turned. It’s a wonder, though, after all the
time they’d been together and everything they’d done that she could still get embarrassed around them.

It was then that she noticed the position Naruto and Sasuke were in, and all
thoughts of embarrassment were suddenly forgotten as she leered at them. Yeah, okay,
she was a pervert, she inwardly mused, but you know what? If not being one
meant giving up what they had, then well, she supposed she could live with that
label after all.
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