Night, Day and Sunrise

Chapter 11 - Comings and Goings


Sakura still bllushed to remember that night. Sasuke had banged her so hard she could hardly walk that next day - though fortunately, that was taken merely as a sign on her ongoing exhaustion, and she was sent home early to rest - before they both stumbled over to flop on the couch, falling asleep almost immediately. She'd woken up lying atop him, his right hand burred in her hair, his left firm around her waist.

They had spent every night in the interveining week together, and neither had mentioned it to Naruto when he'd returned that afternoon, though, honestly, they hadn't had much of a chance. But Sakura had to admit that, even if he had given her an opportunity to chat, she probably wouldn't have mentioned it.

Sakura had finished her afternoon shift at the hospital with the plesant surprise that there had been no newly wounded ninja, and all of her ongoing patients were progressing nicely. While wandering home, she decided to detour through the market and buy some fresh food to make something special for dinner and Naruto's return. But just before she entered the crowded street of shops and stalls, a hand had clamped over her mouth and dragged her into an alley before she could blink. Luckily for him, the familiar voice whispering in her ear coupled with the smell of ramen registered quickly enough to forestall any immediate thoughts of vengeance.

"Hey, Sakura-chan, did you miss me?" Naruto asked, slipping a hand under her shirt to grope her. She melted under his caress, tipping her head back for a heated kiss that nearly led to them loosing control right there in the alleyway. When at last they seperated, it was with clouded, lustful eyes.

They'd immediately set out to find Sasuke, all thoughts of dinner forgotten, and retired to the Uchiha district without delay.

And now, as Sasuke carried her up the stairs, he slid his hand up far enough to grasp her breast through her shirt, giving her a look that spoke volumes. In that moment, they agreed with their eyes to keep silent about what they'd been up to while their lover was gone, and then they were in the room, and Naruto was waiting.

It was as smooth and practiced as their first time was not, though there always seemed to be something new to try. They took their time removing their clothing, mouths and hands seeking, unveiling skin, until there were shirts, pants, and underwear scatered across the floor. Naruto loved to eat her out almost as much as he loved it when she reciprocated, and he wasted no time positioning her to facillitate this. For once, Sasuke merely watched, his expression softening tenderly as both of them reached for him simultaneously, and he took their outstretched hands in his own.

Sakura climaxed a few minutes later, and Sasuke left for a moment to get a damp washcloth for Naruto to clean his face with. As soon as he finished, Sasuke threw the washcloth vaguely towards the hamper, then seized the blonde with both hands, pulling him to his feet and kissing him firmly as Sakura watched. The first time that had happened, she'd been shocked, though judging from their reactions, so had they. But now, she had to admit, there was something incredibly erotic about watching her two boys fight for dominance on the field of sexual favors. They tumbled into the bed like avatars of night and day, Sasuke's hair dark as midnight with skin pale as the moon, while Naruto was tan with hair that shone like the sun, even in this faint lighting.

As she slowly regained full mobility, she stretched languidly, watching as Naruto fondled Sasuke tenderly while the later massaged his lower back, hands moving downward slowly in firm, lazy circles till they worked the mucles in his ass. Then the Uchiha rolled them over, pinning Naruto beneath him while bringing them both close enough that she could get involved without feeling as though she were intruding.

Slipping carefully between them, her hand sought and found Naruto's erection, coaxing it to a firmer stand while her tongue traced across his stomach as far as she could reach. Sasuke obliged, shifting most of his weight off their prone partner to give her better access, which she exploited mercilessly, kissing across his chest, sucking and nibbling whenever she pleased, then moving downward, intent upon repaying Naruto for his earlier ministrations. It wasn't until Naruto's hand gripped her hair, forcing her firmly but gently to join them, that she ceased to tease him.

The pace suddenly grew frenzied; Sakura wasn't sure which of them she was kissing at any given moment, nor whose hands were where, but she wasn't sure it mattered. What did matter was being here, with the men she loved, all three of them doing their best to please eachother, to make sure all knew how cherished they were.

Sasuke's voice whispered in her ear as a packet was pressed into her hand. "His turn." She didn't need to ask for clarification, nor did she wonder why Sasuke was giving her over without arguement. They'd both missed Naruto desperately, and wanted to be sure he knew that; he was subject to fits of depression sometimes, thinking that no one would really want to be with the jinchuriki of the Kyuubi. Equally valid, though somewhat less pressing, was the fact that Sasuke had dominated Sakura's nights for the past week.

Extricating herself from her lovers' arms, Sakura tore open the little square of foil and plastic, and wrestled the condom onto Naruto. It would have been a great deal easier, but Sasuke was distracting him, and they kept shifting. Rather than waiting for Ebony to let Goldielocks up, she chose to stradle him, and she watched with amusement as sky blue eyes flew open when she settled herself with his cock in her. "Think you can hold him down, Sasu?" she asked with the beginings of an evil smile which the Uchiha echoed, nodding once before he turned back to the stunned male beneath them.

"Sa-chan, wha..." he started before Sasuke cut him off with another kiss.

Sakura decided to take pity on the least intelligent person in the room. Both men loved it when she talked dirty, which was part of the reason she did it so seldom - she didn't want it to loose it's shock value. This seemed like a good time for some minor smut, though. "You guys always get to be on top," she pouted teasingly. "This time, it's my turn to fuck you."

As she began moving, setting a slow, steady rhythm, Naruto broke free long enough to inquire, "What about Sasuke?"

The subject in question answered for her. "If Sakura's up to double duty, fine. If not..." he shrugged nonchalantly.

Sakura knew such a non-answer wouldn't satisfy the rambunctious blonde for long, so she picked up the pace, scaterring his concentration to the four winds. As Sasuke's mouth moved down his throat, his eyes fixed on her, and she decided to give him a show even while she rode him. She grasped her breasts, internally sighing with relief was they were no longer bouncing around, and engaged in a little of the self-stimulation she had to resort to when they'd been gone too long. At one point, she paused her pinching, rubbing and squeezing with one hand to give that breast a lick, and saw that a pair of charcoal eyes to match the blue were also watching her with undisguised lust. Soon, she was at the cusp, and it was then that Naruto reminded them both why their lovemaking was as frought with perril as pleasure.

His eyes glinted in the moonlight steaming through the window, and Sakura caught a flash of red in them just before he flipped her over, pressing her down against the mattress and slamming into her again and again. The marks on his cheeks deepened, his canines grew, and the nails on the hands gripping her became claws. A moment later, he was Naruto again, but there were still scratches bleeding on Sakura's left wrist and right breast where he'd held her. Then, he came, though he held it off bravely, working her a few more times till she released with him.

Afterwards, he kissed her firecely, reaching out a hand to tug Sasuke back into the mix. The pale boy's lips latched onto her injured breast, feather kissing her wounds, cleaning the blood away while she healed the minor scrapes before Naruto could realize what he'd done. Even after all this time, their bond was too fragile on certain points, and this was one of them. Naruto couldn't remember what happened when he was Kyuubi, and they saw no need to tell him, not when it left him so uncertain of himself, and of their safety. Sakura removed the filled condom, handing it to Sasuke who threw it away carefully before rejoining them.

A few minutes were spent cuddling and caressing before the last Uchiha took charge. He was a man of few words, but actions were often better in times like these. He had Sakura kneel facing Naruto, figuring that was encouragement enough from him on that front. Granted, they'd never tried this position with Naruto around, but though he seemed surprised, his expression quickly changed to one of admiration. "Bastard."

Sasuke allowed himself a smirk as he settled into place, then entered her from behind. A slightly strangled gasp was all the noise Sakura emitted, but her body told him enough. She immediately grew wet enough to keep this up all night, if they had the stamina.

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Naruto's eyes narrowed slightly. He hated it when Sasuke didn't use a condom, but Sakura didn't seem bothered by it, and the one time he'd brought it up with him, the arrogant prick just shrugged, as if to say, "that's between her and me." But they couldn't risk anything happening to Sakura-chan. Oh, Naruto knew that eventually, she'd have Sasuke's children. After all, the bastard had been straight up from the begining that he was going to refound his clan, and Sakura had agreed to assist. But there was no need to rush.

Naruto knew their time together was limited, and in some ways he hadn't expected it to last this long. He knew he was simply prolonging the agony for all of them. Yes, he loved them both and they loved him and eachother. That should be enough for anyone, but the rest of the world wouldn't see it that way.

If Sasuke wanted legitimate heirs to the Uchiha Clan, he had to marry Sakura, and there'd be no room for Naruto once those vows were exchanged. Yes, he'd be welcome in their house - and bed - but only in secret. And once the children came, he wouldn't even have that. He couldn't hold Sakura's hand while they walked down the street, he couldn't return Sasuke's melting embrace where anyone else might be watching. But they not only would be able to, they'd be expected to, at least to some degree.

He hadn't spoken of these fears to either of them, but he knew that the information couldn't have escaped them; they were two of the brightest shinobi in Konoha. And he knew they didn't want to exclude him - their words and actions were too ardent, too sincere - but sometimes, it seemed like the two of them were constantly growing closer together, while he was ever the odd-man-out. They didn't mean to exclude him, but there was a closeness they shared, something he just couldn't penetrate.

And, no matter what, he didn't dare father children. The seal on the Kyuubi was weakening; it had taken all his strength to shove the beast back down earlier, and judging by the blood under his nails, he'd hurt someone. Probably Sakura, though he might have lashed out at Sasuke. That very uncertainty solidified his resolve. He couldn't safely be in a relationship at all, let alone be allowed to father children.

Over the past few months, he'd started requesting missions with other teams, either as a fill-in or an extra member, using the excuse that Sakura was busy at the hospital, and he needed experience with every fighting style if he ever wanted a chance at Hokage. No one had thought past those reasons, but they really were excuses. Though he'd never breath a word to anyone about it, he was slowly putting distance between himself and the others.

As the length of those missions increased, Naruto hoped Sakura and Sasuke would continue on as they were. He knew they'd had sex while he was gone. They hadn't even really tried to hide it, they just hadn't mentioned it to him, but there were a hundred little clues. When he'd gone to Sakura's earlier, her landlady said she hadn't been home for several days and she must be putting a lot of hours in at the hospital, but the staff there told him they'd been letting her off early, since she'd been overworking again. There were dirty clothes of red and pink in the hamper over in the corner of Sasuke's room, and the bastard not only hadn't challenged Naruto's going first, he'd actually been the one to suggest it and force the issue home. And that just wasn't like Sasuke. The bastard was as horny as a shrine maiden was chaste. He couldn't go even a few days, now that they had access to eachother, without a fuck. If he'd been celebate for a week, he'd have been banging Sakura on their way up the stairs.

And Sakura seemed just as sated, though it was easy enough to get her blood moving, suggesting that they'd been going at it enough that she was expecting something anytime. Not that he minded her being even more hypersensitive than normal, especially when she was looking at him like she was at the moment Sasuke entered her.

In the flurry of thoughts flying through his head while she engulfed his length in her warm, wet mouth, Naruto realized that, though there were risks and pain involved, perhaps it would be better if Sakura did get pregnant. Then things could end cleanly, clearly. That would be good. Lingering half-relationships were too painful, the gaping emotional wounds they left could bleed a man to death. He couldn't handle that, and he wouldn't subject them to that kind of pain.

Six months, he decided. He'd spend as much time away as he could, and maybe things would break up that way. But if they didn't, and Sakura wasn't pregnant in six months, he'd have to end it.

Just then, the scrape of teeth against his member drove all such thoughts from his head, and he joined the rhythm his lovers set, but he couldn't help a little, niggling depression from setting up permanent camp in the back of his mind.

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Hello, my dear readers! Apologies for my long absence. Should anyone care, I was in hospital for a while. I am very well recovered now, however, and I've been itching to post and see what you think of these next few chapters especially. I hope you all enjoy them; let me know, either way.
Have a great day and good reading.

Crimson Iris

PS> I'm still looking for a beta. Just in case you're interested. It will ceratinly speed up the time between posts.