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Restoration	By : humdrum07 Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 2456 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Did you need something?” Shizune stood in front of her opened door, looking at the boy... no man – for he was already twenty and a great deal taller than her– standing calmly and confidently before her.
He simply nodded and looked at her with black eyes boring into her own, “Go out with me.”
“E-excuse me Sasuke?”
“Are you deaf? Go out... with me,” he crossed his arms over his jounin vest.
“No.”
“Don't be a bitch... let's go,” Sasuke reached out to grab her arm and pull her into the hallway of her apartment building, but she quickly ducked inside.
“A bitch? Who the hell do you think you are?” she glared at him, her hands itching to slap him, but she knew that he was far stronger and quicker than she was. “In case you have forgotten, I am 15 years your senior... the assistant to the Hokage, and I demand resp--” her tirade abruptly ended with the feel of his lips on hers, so soft yet hard at the same time.
Her hand immediately hit his cheek as hard as it could, “You... you...”
“What?” he rolled his eyes and reached toward again, this time she didn't shy away. “Now come on.”
“N-no,” she pulled her arm out of his grasp and pushed the door closed, only to have him stop the door from shutting with his hand.
“Then we'll have our date in here.”
“There is no date.”
Sasuke strolled into the apartment and sat down at the dining table, “Sit.”
Shizune turned to look at him with her eyes narrowed in anger. He was not going to order her around in her own apartment. “Get out Sasuke.”
“No.”
She sighed and knew that she was getting nowhere with him. Why the fuck was he adamant on taking her out... on a date? Sure, she was flattered that a man considerably younger than her would ask her out... but why her? “If this is a joke or some bet between you and the Hokage... I want no part of it.”
“A bet? Even if it was, do you think I'd fucking follow Naruto?” he spat.
“Then why are you demanding I go out with you? Is this your own little sick joke?
“Sit down and I'll tell you,” he nodded toward the empty seat opposite him.
Shizune decided to humor him, just this once, and took a seat. “So?”
“I like you,” he stated calmly.
“What?”
“I'm not repeating it so if you didn't hear it, well... tough shit,” he reached over the middle of the table, plucking the fruit that she had in a little dish. Sour apples. He then looked up at her confused face and decided to elaborate.
“You're pretty, you're an adept medic-nin, you're intelligent and you're kind... everything a matriarch of a clan needs to be.”
“Matriarch... of a clan?” her eyes were wide and she just hoped that she had heard him wrong. “S-surely there are other ladies, closer to your age range, who fit your... qualifications.”
“Like who? Those sluts?” he said harshly and grabbed another sour apple. “And while I'd like to see a hybrid of Byakugan and Sharingan, I'm not interested in Hinata that way. Also I think taking the Hokage's wife is a big no-no... not that it would stop me.”
“He's serious...” she gulped and grabbed a sour apple, “You should... go.”
“Why?” he stood up from his seat and leaned over her, caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. “I'm not leaving without you,” suddenly, Shizune found herself blacking out due to the mild sedative he had just injected in her neck.
He glanced at her slumped body and licked his lips. The kimono had parted just a tad, showing him a bit of her creamy, flawless, thighs and that was all he could do to stop the perverted thoughts from flooding his mind. He hated having to resort to knocking her out to get her to the Uchiha compound, but she wasn't leaving voluntarily.
Sasuke leaned down and heaved her lifeless body over his shoulder, his arm draped over her clothed thighs. “Shizune Uchiha... I like the sound of that,” with one last glance around her quaint apartment, he walked out of the door.

“Where the hell...” Shizune's eyes fluttered open only to be greeted with a closeup of the back of a green jounin vest. With a blink of her eye, everything came flooding back to her. Sasuke appearing at her front door, asking her out. Him sitting at her dining table... eating the sour apple slices that she was going to eat for lunch. Caressing her fucking cheek and then...
Oh, he was going to get it. Not only was he kidnapping her and taking her to God knows where, but he was walking through the village with her on his shoulder. For the assistant to the Hokage, a prominent medical ninja, being carried on somebody's back like a sack of potatoes was an embarrassment-and-a-half. She was angry, furious, absolutely livid... but she wouldn't clue in Sasuke to the fact that she had already woken. Let him think his puny sedative really did knock her out for more than just five minutes. Let him think he had won... and with that, Shizune couldn't help but smile deviously.
“What the hell are you all looking at?” Sasuke glared at the passersby as he walked down the path to the newly refurbished Uchiha compound. There were disapproving looks coming from older women walking around with their children while the men seemed to be snickering and giving him a thumbs-up like they knew him. “Idiots... the lot of 'em.” Still, it was kind of nice parading her around the village, letting his fan-club know that he was taken. Also, it let those old farts like Kakashi and Genma know that she was his. Hell, even Shikamaru wanted her since she was, in his words, less troublesome than any of the women presently in his life. But he'd be damned if he'd let any of them have her.
He was suddenly violently stricken from his thoughts when a sharp pain erupted from his shoulder “FUCK!” he roared and turned his neck to the side, revealing a very awake and very innocent-looking Shizune with a senbon between her fingers, embedded straight into Sasuke's shoulder. “You...”
This gave Shizune the leeway to roll to the ground gracefully and run away. There was no way in hell she would go back to her apartment, only to have him find her again. No, maybe she could stay with the Hokage and his wife for a while... she knew Hinata would accommodate her sensei.
Sasuke grabbed his now paralyzed left arm and glared at her retreating form before smirking evilly and setting off to chase her. He knew exactly where she was going.

“Must... get... to... Hokage's.” Shizune ran through the forest, hoping that this indirect path to the Hokage's mansion would throw Sasuke off. However, like any good ninja, she could feel that he was on her trail. Hopefully, his pursuit would be slowed down by his limp arm... but that was just wishful thinking.
The mansion was in her sights, just a few miles away. However, she didn't think she could make it. She had been in the hospital at work earlier and had already drained a fair amount of chakra, though she wouldn't let him catch her. Who knew what else he would do if he had the gall to sedate her in the first place. “Just a few more blocks,” she thought as she turned sharply to the left in order to hop up climb the fence that separated the forest from the main village.
“Where do you think you're going?” Sasuke had caught up to her and gripped the collar to her kimono in his right hand. “Running off to safety? How pathetic.” He pulled her away from the fence and turned her around swiftly to face him. He glared at her, silently putting her in her place... to which she just glared back. It wouldn't be easy bending her to his will. After a few more minutes of their glaring match, he put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
“Now we can do this the easy way.... have you walk on your own, or... I throw you on my shoulder again. Take your pick.”
Shizune grumbled. Neither seemed like a good choice and she was slowly and steadily getting more tired by the minute. Choice number one is then. “Where are we going?”
“Home... where else?” he tightened his hold on her waist and glanced up at the fence before returning his glare to his paralyzed left arm. He would be able to jump that fence with Shizune if it weren't for his arm. Sighing angrily, he turned while pulling Shizune with him and started to walk out of the overgrown forest.
The walk was anything but enjoyable. An awkward silence surrounded them, only to be broken by the occasional chirps of birds which would be enough to make anybody giddy and happy to be one with nature. Sasuke, however, couldn't give two flying fucks about the birds, the sunshine beating upon their heads, or the grass that came up to his shins. All that mattered now was getting home, but what would he do with Shizune? He was hoping that she would just sit around and agree to his demands... but she had already proven to be too stubborn. He wondered if he should ask Sakura for another batch of sedatives.
“Wouldn't it be easier to just... poof to your house?” she rolled her eyes as she asked him the question, not caring at the moment that she had used such an unscientific term for the teleportation jutsu.
“Ashamed to be seen with me... a younger man?” he pulled her even closer, if that were possible, and whispered in her ear.
“Yes... yes I am,” she pulled away just slightly for she would never admit to herself that the feel of Sasuke's breath tickling the side of her face was sending shivers down her spine.
“And why's that?”
“You know why.”
“I don't... enlighten me.”
“It's despicable how society views a relationship between an older and younger person,” she started. “It's perfectly fine for an older man to be with a younger woman, albeit there may be some people that are against it, but it's generally accepted... especially in a hidden village.”
“Continue,” Sasuke said as they entered the crowded village streets once again.
“But if you take an older woman with a younger man... then that's a whole different story. It's generally frowned upon,” she paused. “I don't see the difference in both those scenarios, really. So why is it okay for a man, but the woman is called a cradle-robbing whore?”
An older woman crossing the road just smiled at Shizune, the few teeth that she had peeking through her upturned mouth. “Amen, sister!”
Shizune just looked at the lady who had already crossed the road, leaving to do her errands or whatever she was doing at the moment. “Do I know her?” she said to herself.
“Hmm... so you're worried about what people might think?”
“Of course, I have a reputation to uphold.”
“Well, I have some news for you...” he turned to look at her, his left arm lying limply at his side. “Who cares what the hell they think.”
“Well, that's easy for you to say. You can get away with anything and nobody would bat an eyelash,” she was thinking of his little vacation with Orochimaru and his forceful return to Konoha after wanting to destroy it. Kakashi was his baby-sitter along with Sai and Naruto. She never voiced her disapproval before since she sincerely thought that people deserved a second chance... but she still thought he should have had a more severe punishment.
“Whatever.”
The walk to the Uchiha compound seemed to be longer than it really was. Not only did another awkward silence befall the pair, but there were more stares and glared directed at them both. She had to bite her lip in order to quell the urge to yell at the top of her lungs and inquire if the villagers didn't have anything better to do. But... her reputation stopped her from doing so.
“We're here,” Sasuke mumbled as he walked up the porch steps to the door. His left arm was still numb, but he needed to get his keys. “I'm letting go of you now... don't run... or I'll just catch you again.”
Shizune rolled her eyes and just pulled away from him as she felt his grip on her waist slacken. She looked at his arm almost with pity in her black eyes. She never liked hurting people, even if it was just a numbness in his arm, that's why she was a medic-nin. “You should regain mobility in that arm in a couple of minutes.”
“Hm.”
Shizune watched as he fumbled around with the keys in one hand. It wasn't hard to find the key to the front door since he didn't have many. He placed the key into the slot and turned it, opening the front door. He then looked back at her and reached his good arm out, pushing her gently into the house.
“We're home.”

I was not saying that Hinata was a slut.
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