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Symphony Paradise
Movement I: Prelude
"Time seems to be always against us. It rushes and
slows with the ebbing of our lives. Sometimes it seems to slow as nothing
happens, holding us in perpetuated monotony. And yet sometimes it rushes us by
as everything happens at once, and seemingly all at
the wrong time. But, that is the source of these problems, events occurring at
the wrong time, deaths on holiday, and betrayals on hoped days of joy.
Everything is tangled in a mess off time and pain...what are we to do but try
to push through to, as it seems, a non-existent end to a succession of pain and
the web of time." –Leowen Dravon
It had been 10 years. 10 years since that mission to the
Valley, 10 years since they made their promises. 10 years ago they stood in a
garden, lifted to the heavens as if to defy the very clouds that rained upon
them. 10 years ago, he slain his best friend and sunk into darkness and she was
the light that brought him back. 10 years ago they made love for the first
time, and 10 years ago they started life anew, together.
They were making breakfast, as they always did. Over the
years Naruto had managed to learn how to make
buttered toast without burning it, but that was about it. In
fact, very little had changed since those days. Granted the couple had
grown older, stronger, but their relationship did not. They had talked about
their apparent concrete relationship before, but both had agreed that in the
ever changing lives on ninja, sometimes the only thing that maintained their
sanity was in fact, something concrete and unchanging. In a world of death and
pain, sometimes the only thing that gets you through the day is the guarantee
of a warm embrace in a rooftop garden when you return home.
Yeah, home. The thought still brought butterflies to
Sakura’s stomach even though it had been five years since the wedding.
---
23.
That was how old she was today, the day of her wedding. “Oh my god oh my god!
I look terrible!” Sakura wailed. Ino rolled her eyes,
Sakura had grown a reputation for keeping a level head even on the most dangerous
of missions, and here she was freaking out over a simple wedding. Ino’s wedding had been short and sweet,
granted she did have a minor fit at the dress shop when she realized she had
gained 50 pounds. Nonetheless the prospect of fat, guilt free sex with Choji after her wedding overtook her pride and she settled
for several dress sizes higher than expected.
“On stop crying!” the
blond complained, grabbing for the nearest cloth to dab away Sakura’s tears in
an attempt to save her makeup. “You look beautiful and you know it, hell you’re
the one who managed to keep your perfect figure, I guess all that dieting when
we were yonger was pointless huh?”
Sakura’s tears stopped
as she struggled to stifle her laughter. It was true that Sakura had given up
her obsessive dieting soon after she started dating Naruto.
In actuality, the real reason she didn’t gain any weight from the extra
calories was the extra exercise she got from her and Naruto’s
newly found libido.
“We’re ready to go
Sakura!” Hinata called from the doorway.
“Don’t worry, you look
beautiful, you know he always thinks you’re beautiful.” Ino
said reassuringly, putting the last pin in Sakura’s hair. “I have to go now,
Lee will take care of the rest!” she called as she dashed out the door after Hinata.
Normally the bride’s
father would walk his daughter to the alter, but
Sakura’s parents had died a year before in a horrible fire. It made this day
that much more difficult for Sakura, knowing that even with all the training
the village had to offer, she had been unable to save her parent’s lives. Tears
started to well up in her eyes, luckily a warm hand on
her shoulder brought her back to her senses.
“Sakura, we should go,
wouldn’t want to keep him waiting now would we?” Lee was sporting his green
blazer, as expected, with matching scarf wrapped about his neck. He had become
more…effeminate, if that was even possible, over the years. Still, Lee remained
a valuable friend and had gladly offered to walk Sakura down the aisle at her
wedding. “You look positively fabulous!” he exclaimed, holding out his
thumbs-up pose.
Sakura’s eye twitched
but she took his hand anyways, “Thank you Lee, yes, let’s go.” Her heart and
breath seemed to stop as the white doors opened, light streaming into the
preparation room. The light was blinding but as the white glow faded from her
eyes, the watchful eyes from hundreds of wedding guests turned to look at her.
Sakura shrunk back bashfully until she saw his eyes. God
those sapphire eyes. Naruto stood next to the
altar, handsome as ever, clad in a fit suit. It was one of the few times Naruto had dressed completely formal and he looked incredible.
“Sakura,” Lee
whispered.
Yes. She gripped Lee’s
arm and took the first step towards Naruto.
---
Lost in her daydream, she hardly noticed the warm hands that
had crept around her waist. Fingertips dances across her skin, gently lifting
the bottom of her shirt, toying around her naval. A happy groan danced across
her lips, “Naruto..”. Strong
palms gripped her bare breasts beneath shirt, a tongue dancing around the edge
of her ear. Sakura let out a sigh and smiled, few things had changed since
those many years ago, and yes, even the sex was still mind-blowing.
Sakura ground her hips back against Naruto’s,
her ass grinding through the thing fabric of her nightgown against Naruto’s bulging pants. Dropping the whisk into the bowl of
eggs, Sakura held onto the counter for support as her lover’s actions made her
increasingly weak in the knees. His tongue skimmed the pale skin on the side of
her neck as his fingers greedily toyed and played with her breasts. Gasping she
tossed her head, looking over her shoulder at the sapphire oceans that hungrily
looked back. They stood like that, heaving and grinding their bodies together,
but it was not until his hand breached the barrier of her panties that her lips
lunged back, ravaging his, begging, pleading for more. The boy hated to
disappoint and answered by letting his fingers slip past her already wet slit.
Naruto always focused more on
pleasing Sakura and less on his own desires, and thus had grown very
experienced in the art of pleasuring a woman. Nonetheless Sakura tried her best
to return the favor by making the experience as satisfying for him as he made
it for her. Unable to completely quit her grip on the counter, she managed to
let go with one hand and slip it around to grab his muscular ass. She let the
flesh heave in her hand as she pushed his hips towards her while she pushed
back with her own. Her hips felt his solid member sandwiched between her ass
and hand, aggressively grinding up and down. He simply took this as provocation
and is response, his fingers slipped into Sakura’s body, his thumb finding her
clit almost instantly. Waves of pleasure ripped through ever vein, her teeth
biting down on his lower lip, the faint taste of blood slipping across her tongue.
Naruto growled and ravaged her sex with his fingers;
they slipped further in, rubbing the flesh between his thumb and fingers. With
this, Sakura knew she needed more, something more than just the strong,
dexterous hands of a ninja, and of course, Naruto
knew this as well. He retracted his hand, not letting a single drop of her
fluids spill before pushing them past his own lips. Sakura’s unique taste mixed
with the blood from his lip was intoxicating, spurring his passion even more.
A faint grin on his face, Naruto
eased the quivering Sakura over, her hands resting on the counter once again, ass sticking further out. A devious thought overcame the blond
and her fell to his knees, pulling the fabric of her
panties to the side, he let a warm breath of air pass his lips, falling upon
the pink, wet flesh in front of him.
“Naruto, what are you do…oh…”
Sakura moaned, Naruto pushing his lips against her exposed
sex. His fingers found their place as well, working with this tongue, teeth,
and lips, tugging, pulling, and ravaging her womanhood. He knew this would
drive her mad and he would pay for it soon enough, but the desire to tease his
lover was far stronger. His face worked against her bucking hips, lapping up
the sweet and bitter juice that flowed from her body. He dare not miss a single
drop, as this fruit was rare, for she rarely allowed him this treat before she
simple took him completely. Nonetheless her moans convinced him to do as she
asked, so as he stood his pants fell back to the ground.
The two both gasped, moaning in pleasure as Naruto and Sakura’s sexes became one, Sakura bent over the
kitchen counter, her ass in Naruto’s able hands. She
tossed her hair over her shoulder, looking lovingly into the eyes of the man
behind her, her lover, her husband. His flesh tugged at her inside, sliding out
gracefully as her fluids slipped out. Sweet ecstacy
blossomed from her lips, every thrust, every hot breath and droplet of sweat
that fell upon her back, every sensation was a fire that burned as brightly in
her body and soul as it did the first time they had ever made love. With the
steady flow of pleasure washing over her body, Sakura straitened her legs,
presenting herself to the blond, his pace increasing as the pleasure began to
consume him.
Pulling out, Naruto effortlessly
lifted Sakura’s petite frame, sitting her upon the kitchen counter. Sakura bit
her lip in anticipation, spreading her legs and easing off what was left of her
clothing. Naruto took a deep breath, Sakura
complaining about the lack of flesh inside her sex. The blond gladly granted his
lovers wish, guiding his length into her, the erotic sound of their fluids
mixing filling the air. His hands found the soft skin of her inner thighs, his
lips tugged at her neck, and his body danced against hers. Fingers laced
through his hair, Sakura pulled Naruto’s head into
her chest, her toe curling, back arched and head thrown back, gasping with every
thrust.
Sakura had always made it a goal to finish anything her
lover started, and this morning session was no exception. Sakura knew her man
was close and with that in mind, wrapped her legs around his waist. Pushing
herself from the counter, she and Naruto feel to the
floor with Naruto on his back and Sakura straddling
his sweat covered body. Sakura held Naruto’s hands
above his head with her superior strength. With frantic and firey
passion, she ground her hips against his, riding, rocking, letting his manhood
drive in and out of her body, deep and hard.
She knew Naruto would never admit
it, but he never allowed himself to orgasm before her, probably advice from Kiba or Shikamaru, it didn’t
matter, Naruto and Sakura always came together.
Nonetheless, she could tell Naruto was struggling
against her assault as he bucked against her. She too was nearing her limit,
quickening her pace, and she felt the wave coming.
With a crash, Sakura’s finger dug into Naruto’s
wrists, but he hardly noticed the pain. His entire body thrashed, hot fluids
gushing into his lover’s body. Sakura’s womanhood contracted, pulling Naruto deeper and holding him, drinking up all that he
offered. The two gripped each other, stiff with the crash of sensation. It was
a seeming eternity before they both collapsed onto each other, sweaty and
exhausted.
---
She loved how his hair felt in her hand, diving into the
golden locks, letting gossamer strands slide smoothly against the skin between
her fingers. The two lounged on the couch, Naruto’s
head in Sakura’s lap, chewing the last bit of breakfast. With a final gulp, he
brushed the remaining crumbs off his base chest and turned his head, nuzzling
into Sakura’s exposed belly. He turned back, gazing up at Sakura’s naked form
and face, “Did I ever tell you how beautiful you are, especially when you’re
naked?”
A raised eyebrow, “You tell me that every day, and remind me
of it every night” she said with a smirk. With a sigh they both relaxed,
letting their eyes close to enjoy the remaining moments of the afterglow. It
was a bittersweet sensation though, just like every time before it.
---
“Damnit! I
need to see her!”
Everything had gone
horribly wrong. The intel on
the mission had been completely off; when they had arrived, there was a force
ten times stronger than they had been told. Naruto
was lucky enough to grab a mangled Sakura and escape with most of his limbs
intact. It wasn’t until Naruto had made it back to
the Leaf Village that he realized how badly
damaged Sakura’s abdomen really was. If she had hesitated, and dodged even a
fraction of a second later, the sword would have cleaved her in half. Instead
it only managed to finish half of the job. By the time he made it to the
hospital, Naruto was sobbing, his tears mixing with
Sakura’s blood. Tsunade took one look and snatched
her pupil away.
“Tsnade,
We…I…” he stammered.
“Explain later” she
ordered over her shoulder at a weeping Naruto as she
rushed Sakura to the closest operating room. “Out!” she screamed.
“But we’re in the
middle of an operation…”
“Is he dieing?”
“…No…”
“OUT!”
It was several more
hours in the waiting room before Naruto finally lost
it.
“Naruto!
She’s in surgery! Besides you shouldn’t even be moving around with your arm
like that!”
“This is nothing! I
need to see that she’s going to be alright!” Pain.
“See? You’re lucky
that arm is still attached, now sit down!”
Agony.
A sound of a door
opening and Naruto’s head snapped in that direction. Shizune walked out, her arms covered in blood that was no
doubt Sakura’s.
“What happened? Is she
ok?!” the blond demanded.
Shizune looked away uncomfortably. “Sakura is stable and alive, barely, but still alive.”
Naruto fell to his knees. Relief.
“When can I see Sakura? Where’s Tsunade?”
Shizune looked back at Naruto,
“Naruto, Tsunade was
determined to save Sakura’s life, and pushed herself past her limit. She almost
died in the operating room, at the moment shes at the same status as Sakura… she may have caused
serious and permanent damage to herself...”
---
Naruto’s face crumpled, these were
hard memories to face, not matter how many times he went through it.
---
Naruto sat by Sakura’s bedside, it had been over a
month since the surgery, though Sakura had only just woken up in the past week.
Naruto had not left that room save a handful of times
in a month, and much to his dismay, the first words out of his lover’s mouth
were “…You smell terrible…”
“God damnit I hate this thing!” came a voice from the other side
of the door. Tsunade had also survived the ordeal, but at a cost. She had became
paralyzed from the waist down due to extensive chakra-system damage, and now relied
on a wheel chair to get around. Finally she managed to ram the door open and
wheeled into the room.
“Sakura…Naruto… there is something we need to talk about. I would
have done this earlier, but I was unfortunately held up from the aftermath of
what happened as well.”
Tears welled up in
Sakura’s eyes, “I am so sorry for what happened, I..”
“Oh shut up, your life
is more important than the legs of on old woman like me.” Tsunade
snapped, “Besides, this is more important than unnecessary apologies.” She
cleared her throat, “Honestly, I’m not sure how you’re still alive, you should
have died on the way to the hospital; there was just too much damage. But for
whatever reason you survived the trip here, and the surgery, perhaps you’re
better at playing dice with Death than I am. Nonetheless, as I said there was
extensive damage…we were able to repair the essentials, at least enough to keep
you alive long enough for your body to take care of the rest. Unfortunately
there were a few things we were unable to save. One of your ovaries was
completely destroyed, and your uterus and second ovary were severely damaged.
There is a very good chance that you will be unable to bear children for the
rest of your life.”
---
Naruto cried harder than Sakura,
and even now, Sakura knew he struggled to hold the tears back. Sakura had
relapsed into a spurt of depression, which wasn’t helped by the fact that Naruto was depressed as well. Still, he made an effort to
go on missions, and saved as much money as the two could afford. They both
brought in enough money to live wealthy lives, but Naruto
insisted in living humbly. Sakura didn’t mind, but whenever she asked Naruto about his insistence on all the saved money, he
would simply reply “In case Tsunade was wrong.”
They of course, kept trying, despite the near impossible
odds and complete lack of success. Most men would consider all the “trying” to
be a wonderful thing, but Naruto thought otherwise.
She could see how pained his face looked when her period came, not because of
the bitching, but because he knew a child would not be coming.
Sakura felt a tear his her inner
leg, and she knew he was thinking about the same thing. Sakura sighed, Naruto’s tears always
brought hers. Sakura stroked the massive scar that ran across her abdomen, Naruto still trying to suppress his tears.
Some scars never fade away.
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