When Cherry Blossoms Fall

I do not own Naruto, any of the associated characters and I have no rights to the material. I make no profit on these writings which are purely for entertainment.

 

Sakura lay back against the bedding, the dim light of the oil lamps barely casting shadows in the underground room.

She felt lingering hurt from head to foot, proof that her battle with Sound Ninja had been more than a vivid dream.

She slowly sat up and groaned,  holding  her head as the shadowy room spun.

“Don’t rush it” said a smooth voice from the dark corner.

Green eyes snapped wide and her  hand went to her hip holster, only to find it gone.

“Do you honestly think I would let you keep your weapons? I am not a fool Sakura”

Then he stepped into the ring of light and Sakura felt her breath lock in her throat.

Tall, well over six feet, pale and muscled. Her eyes traced upwards to rest on spiky hair so black it shone blue.

Features that had been breathtaking in boyhood now mesmerized as he stared back at her impassively.

“Sas..uke”.

Slowly, she uncurled herself from the bed, forcing herself up on shaky legs.

He moved closer, to stand at the edge of the bed,  hands on his hips, chest barely covered by the shirt he wore.

While Sakura was lost in  her inspection of his person, Sasuke had one of his own. Sakura had grown to a diminutive five foot three inches. The top of her head barely reaching his chest. Her hair was once again long, caught in twin braids that fell down her back to brush against her lower back.

He imagined that hair sliding over his skin. Burying his hands in it.

Dark eyes  moved over the flared hips, the small waist and took in the sight of her top, zippered as always. However this time, pale mounds pressed together inside of it. Making a deep V of cleavage. When the hell had she grown those?

Her features had matured and she was in a word, beautiful. Those green eyes that had always held uncertainty, now held cautious resolve.

Sakura was no longer some crying girl. She was a dangerous member of ANBU and listed in several bingo books.

“What are you doing in Sound?” he asked her then, moving ever closer to step behind her.

Sakura knew he thought this was to his advantage but the old rules didn’t apply anymore.

Turning her head to keep an eye on him she answered him, “To find you.”

He grunted. “Still lost in the past Sakura? Want to bring me home?”

She laughed at him and he blinked, “I don’t care if you come back or not. Naruto is the only one who hasn’t given up on you at this point. I know you almost killed Kakashi. You are the enemy Sasuke. That’s it.”

He dropped to sit on his bed then and Sakura turned to face him, “You don’t care about the Leaf anymore” she went on, “So it does make one wonder why you rescued me from your own men.”

He hadn’t really, but she’d let him believe that. It had been more of a test of him. He might not care, but he was curious. It was a gamble but she’d felt it worth it. Letting herself be surrounded by Sound ninja. She’d had to temper her strength, only kill and wound enough to catch his attention.

His eyes narrowed at that sharp tongue of hers. Such spirit, that she had not shown before. It was…. Arousing.

“To find out what you are doing here. Don’t think anything of it Sakura, I can just as easily give you back to them. They would like that I think.”

And he’d do it too, she reminded herself. He stood then, towering over her.

“So.” He said then, “What do you want if not to try and drag me back?”

She moved closer to him and he didn’t back away. She lifted her eyes to lock with his blacker than black orbs. “I want…. The Sharingan.”

He blinked and tensed.

“You are an avenger and you will kill Itachi of that I have no doubt, he could very well finish you off at the same time or Orochimaru will take your body, soul and eyes. That leaves only Kakashi and he cannot pass on the bloodline .Mores the pity.”

Sasuke stared at the woman before him, “You want… my bloodline limit? How will you take it from me?”

Sakura stared hard at him, “I think that’s obvious Sasuke. You once said you wanted to rebuild your clan. Not much chance to do so from what I’ve seen around here.” Green eyes cast a glance around his rooms critically.

“You want to seduce me?” he asked, a chuckle bubbling to life in his chest.

Sakura glared at him coolly, “You aren’t worth my time to seduce. Seduction is saved for those partners that promise to be satisfying. A sample is all I need.”

She had said this in such an imperious tone that Sasuke paused. Had she just questioned his manhood? His ability to please a woman? His prowess? He was fairly certain she had.

“And then what?” he demanded.

Sakura shrugged, “Then a list of viable candidates will be screened, your sperm cloned and a small group  of women inseminated. They children will be raised in Leaf Shinobi homes, the first ones being trained by Kakashi or course. So your clan will live on  for the power of Konoha.”

His gaze darkened. “How very thorough. Who came up with this plan?”

“I did”

“That’s why you entered Sound alone?”

“I figured there would be less of a chance altercation if I left Naruto and Sai behind”

“If I agree?”

“I’ll take what I came for and leave immediately.”

He moved ever closer, chest brushing hers, head lowering to her ear. “If I disagree?”

“There is no reason for you to.”

“I could kill you Sakura. .Right here, right now and who would know? Who would stop me?”

She would she thought. “That’s too boring for you. Surely I am not a threat to you.”

She was and they both knew it. Sasuke lifted his hands “Fine.”

Sakura smiled brightly and moved away from him, ‘Where are you going?”

She blinked at him, “To get the cup of course.”

Sasuke snatched hold of her wrist spinning her back against his hard chest, fist wrapping one long braid around it.

“I’m not some lab animal” he growled at her, “I am not going to fill any fucking cup for you.”

His other arm wrapped tightly around her waist, “You want my bloodline limit? Then you’ll get it the old fashioned way.”

Her small hands braced on his chest, his words causing heat to leap to life in her lower stomach. “Sasuke, but..”

“Shut  up. I fuck you or you leave empty handed.” Then he crashed his mouth to hers.

Sakura wanted to roar with victory.

His fingers tightened in her hair and she gasped, his marauding tongue sweeping in. She expected it to be wet, a little sloppy and way too forceful.

Once his tongue was in her mouth, his kiss gentled though it still smacked of indignant male anger. His tongue barely touched, flitting through her mouth, brushing against her own and she moaned into his mouth. Her arms twining around his neck, fingers weaving through the dark hair at his nape. She was careful not to press her body too closely against his.

Apparently Sasuke noticed that, for his hands dropped to her bottom, cupping her and dragging her closer, fitting her tightly against his body. He growled softly as her hip brushed his awakening erection. He’d show her once more that Uchiha’s exceled at everything they did.

He turned them and shoved her back on the low bed. Sakura blinked hazy eyes up at him. “Take your hair down.” He commanded.

Sakura raised her hands to her braids, tugging the ties free and threading her fingers through the plaits, loosening then until her hair cascaded around her in rippling waves of rose colored silk. Sasuke moved to loom over her, hands finding the zipper of her top and he slowly pulled it down, revealing more of the wealth of her chest as he went.

He sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of black lace covering the creamy mounds. He yanked the zipper down and Sakura shrugged herself out of the garment, crossing her arms over her chest as though shy. Sasuke grabbed her wrists, forcing them to the bed beside her, dark eyes staring at the pale flesh before him.

“Is this regulation underwear Sakura?” he asked teasingly.

She blushed, and looked away.

“I think you hoped I would touch you.” His voice was smug.

Elegant fingertips traced the edge of the lace and teased in swirling motions over the think lacy fabric. Sakura bit her lip as her nipple hardened under his gaze. He pinched it through the lace, rolling it between his fingers. She gasped.

“I think we can do better than that Sakura.” His mouth was on her throat, licking, nipping, sucking, pressing to the tender flesh behind her ear.

Her hands were fisted  in the cloth covering his shoulders and she shoved it aside so that she could touch the flesh of his body turning her head to press breathless kisses along his neck and shoulder. Her tongue tapping against his seal mark and he moaned.

One hand slid to her jaw, angling her head up to him and he devoured her with his kiss again. His mouth, hot, demanding. He reached behind her and popped the clasp of her bra, drawing back to pull it from her body. He pressed a kiss to her stomach as he tugged the waist of her skirt and shorts down and over her hips.

Sakura lifted her bottom to assist him and Sasuke paused when he took note of the black lacy scrap that barely covered her slit. He stood beside the bed quickly, Sakura reaching for his clothing. He helped her with the thick rope knot at his waist and he pushed his pants to his knees and kicked them off. His loose shirt fluttering to the floor behind him.

He was already hard, the tip of his sex gleaming with a pearl of moisture and Sakura leaned forward to lap at the bead with her  tongue. Sasuke hissed and shoved her back on the bed. If she did that, he might not last. Sakura stared up at him with a droplet of wetness on her lower lip and Sasuke attacked her mouth.

He tasted the salten trace of himself there and groaned. His mouth moved over her shoulders, hands cupping her breasts, kneading and then he pushed them together and buried his face in the valley there, his tongue teasing the tender flesh between.

When he latched onto one dusky pink nipple and suckled rhythmically, she felt the answering pulse in her womb. He switched to the other nipple as she cradled his head to her. Her soft pants and small moans lifting into the warm darkness of his rooms.

His hands moved over her, pressing and stroking over each curve and hollow. He lapped the underside of her breasts, his ear pressing to the flesh where her heart hammered erratically. He pressed a kiss to her hip bone and nipped the soft flesh with his teeth, she hissed.

Sasuke let his nose brush against the black lace beneath him, breathing deeply the scent of the woman beneath him. His eyes were red now, his Sharingan missing nothing. The flash of her pulse at her throat, the heaving of her chest, the way the muscles of her stomach contracted at his touch.

He pressed his face firmly against her core and she yelped as his teeth tore the lace away.  He caught scrap and inhaled deeply of it. “At least make me work Sakura” he chided gently.

With a burst of chakra and strength, she flipped them. Pinning the surprised Uchiha to the bed and dragged her tongue from navel to nose. She nipped the very tip lightly and then ground herself against him., flattening herself to drag pebbled nipples against his chest.

Her hand dragged down his stomach and cupped his fleshy sack. Rolled them gently in her fingers, watching his eyes nearly close as he panted in his pleasure. He sat up, catching her against his chest, raising his face to her to take her lips again, Sakura tapped his tongue with hers and his hands tightened on her. His blunt nails dragged over her white back as she slid wetly against him.

He pushed her back to the bed, making her sprawl before him in a tangle of pink and white and hints of green. A lovely palette. The firelight darkening her hair to peach, her flesh to cream.

 

He pressed his face to  her thigh and teased his fingers through the wetness he found. Sliding them along the hairless slit and gather moisture before he parted her and pressed on the pearl hidden there.

“Oh god” she sobbed as he kept steady pressure there with circular motions.

She let her head fall back as he slipped his fingers into her, stretching her, stroking her. He turned his palm skywards and curled his fingers, while pressing down on her lower abdomen. She jolted in his arms and the white hot sensation that ripped through her.

He pummeled that small spot with fingertips as she arched and writhed, pleaded with him. Sasuke groaned when he felt the hot rush of fluids meet his fingers and Sakura cried out, trying to curl into a ball as release tore along her nerve endings.

Sasuke kept her anchored and his mouth was there, nipping and sucking at the lips of her sex, tongue ghosting around the opening, barely pressing inside. And his fingers began their dance anew, he knew she was close to a second orgasm and she jolted when two fingers pressed into her core as well as her anus and she felt the tingling of his chakra.

Her body clamped down on him and she sobbed for him. Sasuke slid up her body and forced her face to his, “Look at me Sakura.”

Then, eyes locked he slammed into her, making her eyes roll back in her head. He angled his hips and slammed into her again, her hands sliding to his backside, nails digging in as she dragged him closer, ever deeper. His face was buried in the fragrant cloud of her hair, his harsh breath hot against her ear.

“Ahh.. Sakura.”

She knew he was close, his thrusts uneven and frantic now. She was there herself. She slowly forced chakra into her core. Make it tingle and pulse along his length.

He shivered and groaned, “Ahhh..”

She lifted her thigh from his hip, and tensed to roll them.

His hand moved to her throat to hold her down in silent warning when she attempted to roll them again. His free hand moved between them and pinched her pearl roughly making her clamp down on him.

She turned her face and wailed into his dark hair, her body clutching him tightly to her.

Sasuke threw his head back on a strangled shout as he came hard in her clenching body. His own chakra crackling around them with his violent release.

Sakura was exhausted, her chakra gently flowing to trap and encapsulate the precious bloodline limit. To Sasuke it felt like the final flutters of her chakra enhanced release. His body shuddered with the final spurting efforts of his body.

He groaned and hissed as he softened inside of her, slipping free. He slowly raised his head from her shoulder, and met her gaze. “Am I worthy of seduction?” he found himself asking. Knowing he was, but his male pride balked at  having been so carelessly trampled.

Sakura stretched against him and nuzzled under his chin, “Mmm.”

Then he rolled to his back, pulling her atop him and began to tease her body once more.

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Hours later Sasuke led her from the compound, her eyes bound. His hand never leaving hers. He was not questioned and they did not stop him. They make snickering comments about the sex god Uchiha and how it was surprising she was walking on her own. Sasuke walked slowly for her benefit.

He led her into the forest far from his village and looked at her. It would be only too easy to take her back, hold her captive. Lose himself in the body of the woman he had once abandoned. He looked out over the rolling landscape, he could erase all traces of her from this place.

 “Naruto and Sai and Kakashi would search for me” she said softly.

Sasuke jerked his head back to her, “Reading minds now Sakura?”

She smiled behind the blindfold, “You enjoyed me” she said simply.

He grunted and laid his lips against hers as  he tugged the cloth free, “You more than enjoyed my body” he shot back.

He made to pull away and Sakura stopped him.  “Sasuke… we are not likely to meet again..”

His face showed no reaction.

“One last kiss?” she asked, tipping her head back.

Sasuke let his fingers thread through her hair and sealed his mouth over hers. She infused her tongue with Chakra and he felt his knees wobble at the pleasure of it. She tasted sweeter somehow. He sucked her tongue, lapped every inch of her mouth to catch that flavor. Then he pulled back leaving them both panting.

He stroked her cheek, “You never know Sakura. One day we might cross paths again.”

She gave him a bright smile and he stepped back, women were more tame when satisfied.  And if she grew too wild in future, he’d press her down and tame her once more. He actually looked forward to the thought.

Sakura leapt into the branches above him, pausing to look back. “No. We won’t meet. Not like this.”

And then she sprang away into the treetops and Sasuke wondered at the strange burning ache in his stomach and chest. He rubbed the area over his heart. He couldn’t… be missing her?

 

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He headed back to his room, pondering that ache. As he surveyed the rumpled bed where he’d taken her several times the pain increased and he went down on his knees. Chakra burned angrily inside of him and his dark eyes went wide.

She’d poisoned him! With her chakra. Every time she infused it in their lovemaking she was delivering tiny doses.

“Kabuto!” he shouted, “Kabuto!”

The world grew dark and then he heard her voice. Looking over he saw a small seal in the bed activate and her image swam before him. “You will never destroy Konoha. Never. And I will never allow you to hurt Naruto or Kakashi ever again. I am a ninja, you are my enemy but I will see to it that your children are cared for, loved and protected.”

Then Sasuke slumped forward and felt his heart seize.

“Clever girl” he rasped.

The thundering slowed and finally stopped.

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Miles away Sakura took a moment to grieve her once love and teammate. War was hard she thought bitterly and if she had to lose anyone, she prayed it not be Sai, Naruto  or Kakashi. Selfish that might be, but they were all she had left in the world.

As Naruto said, they were her precious people and she’d die for them. She’d just killed for them. She expelled the chakra capsule and tucked them away carefully in her pack, keeping them the needed temperature.

She hadn’t lied to Sasuke. Her plan was real.

She herself refused to bear Uchiha children.

There was someone else’s she wanted.