Anthology

Anthology

By Laura-chan

Pairing: Sasuke/Sakura, slight Naruto/Hinata

Rating: M

Disclaimer: Of course everything related to Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei, praise his genius! OOC characters and plot do belong to me.

Warnings>: rated M for mature contents.

I am Italian, English is not my first language, please forgive my mistakes.


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VI.

PAIN


He is at it, again.

He hides his feelings, conceales the lust he feels for her.

But I can see in his eyes the hidden passion; she’s so oblivious to it, but she’s always been a bit naïve. She grew up, sure, but there’s still a sweet innocence deep inside her.

Maybe that’s another reason why I love her so much.

My heart hurts when I realized that, no matter what, she will never be mine.

Because she’s always been his.

And I hate him for this, because he always managed to take the things (but she’s not a thing…she’s a precious being) I want, the admiration I craved, the girl I love.

I hate him and admire him at the same time.

He’s good at everything he does, he is a great shinobi, somehow greater than me: once, he said to me that we are equal (I could see how difficult it was for him to admit it), that I have an inner power he could never have (I could touch the bitterness in his voice).

He envies me, but I envy him.

It’s an endless circle.

And at the same time, I care for him and he cares for me.

We’re best friends: we understand each other in a way most can only dream. And we love the same girl.

Oh, yes, I know that I always say that Hinata-chan is the only one who interests me: and who would have ever thought that I was so good at lying?

Don’t misunderstand me: I love Hinata-chan, I care for her. But what I feel for Hinata-chan will never be the same thing I feel for Sakura-chan.

Sakura-chan is my first love; a childish crush who evolved into something deeper.

How ironic that the same thing happened to Sakura-chan, only that it involves Sasuke.

I can see she really loves him; it is in her jade eyes, like his own show his passion for her.

Sakura-chan’s much stronger now: she’s scary when she gets angry and punch the ground, opening a crack in it. The first time Sasuke-teme saw her insane strenght I swear his face got a bit green.

Her behaviour towards Sasuke also changed: she’s not anymore the lovesick girl who haunted his footsteps (how I hated it, when she ignored me and favoured Sasuke!!), instead she is a competent medic who often has to fight the idiot when he starts saying that he doesn’t need any medical treatment.

That is what is happening now.

“Sakura, I told you I don’t need you to heal the wound.”

“Well, I am the medic-nin, I am the only one who has a say in medical matters, so you better roll up the sleeve and let me see your injury: it could get infected.”

“Hn.”

“Sasuke…” she warns, eyes narrowing dangerously.

He ignores her, head turning to the side.

Suddenly she grips his wrist and using her crazy strenght draws it to her, rolling up the sleeve and inspecting the deep cut which has started bleeding; the teme knows better than arguing with her and only blushes slightly at the feel of her soft hands. I know I do it too, when she heals me with her gentle hands and green chakra.

Her touch always sends me in a frenzy and my head feels light like when I have a fever.

Is it the same thing also for you, Sasuke? I guess so, judging by the almost imperceptible tremble I can see running through him. I am the only one who notices it.

Sakura doesn’t see the smoldering looks he throws her and Sasuke pretend not to see the longing stares she gives him.

And they call me stupid.

They’re so clueless it’s almost pathetic.

And it hurts so much that she doesn’t notice the feelings that both of us have got for her.

§

Something has changed.

Something is different.

Sakura-chan watches Sasuke and blushes and that hasn’t happened since we were 12.

And everytime Sasuke looks at Sakura-chan he smirks.

I’m not stupid: something must have happened between them.

And my entire being shivers at the thought of what could have possibly happened to make them behave like this.

I am walking to the Uchiha compound: Tsunade-baa-chan has ordered me to call Sasuke-teme because we have a A-rank mission.

I knock on the door of his house and yell out for him when he doesn’t answer.

I wait for him to open to me for ten minutes, then I start to swear angrily; patience has never been my strong point.

I know he usually train in the back garden, so I walk around the house, hands in my pockets and a disgruntled look on my face.

What stops me on my tracks is the soft laughter coming from the garden: I would recognize it everywhere.

Here they are: Sakura-chan is leaning back against Sasuke as they sit in the shade of the trees, on her face the sweetest smile I ever seen. Sasuke looks the same as usual, but his eyes hold kindness and his lips stretch in a small smile.

They are talking about something I don’t know of, their voices are quiet, their hands are laced together and Sasuke’s thumb slowly caresses Sakura’s palm.

They look so at peace and so in love that I can’t help but feel a painful squeeze in my chest.

I smile sadly and then go back a bit: I yell out loud, calling Sasuke’s name.

He appears after a while, annoyed eyes glaring at me, as behind him Sakura-chan laughs.

§

I don’t know why I hurt myself like this.

Why I conceal my chakra and spy on them from Sasuke’s window.

I am a true masochist.

I watch as they enter his room, arms around each other, mouths fused together; I watch as they undress in a hurry, hands exploring curves, soft mounds, pale skin. I watch as Sakura-chan clutches Sasuke’s hair when he bits her neck; I watch as he pulls on her hair when she takes his manhood in her mouth; I watch as he grips almost painfully her hips when he enter her, her face distorted by the pleasure, soft moans of his name echoing in the room; I watch as broken whimpers of her name exit his gritted teeth while he thrust forcefully in and out her soft, pliant body; I watch as he grunts and explodes into her, head thrown back.

After their lovemaking they would cuddle in each other’s arms, speaking lowly, exchanging kisses, hands caressing naked skin. And Sakura-chan always looks beautiful, with her long pink hair over the pillow, skin glowing because of the sweat, a radiant smile on her face: she’s beautiful and it’s because of Sasuke.

I can only watch as he take her, night after night, and I wish I am in his place, that it’s me the one who makes her scream and sob in pleasure.

Instead Sasuke is the one who can feel her warm, slick walls around his manhood, he is the one rewarded by her kisses, her whispers, her love.

They started dating publicly shortly after I caught them in Sasuke’s back garden.

Everyone is happy about it, talking about ‘Sakura’s feelings finally being reciprocated’ and ‘Sasuke is finally melting down’.

I can’t stand it: I always begin to lead Hinata-chan towards Ichiraku, hoping to forget my pain with ramen. I see Sasuke watching me from the corner of his eye: he knows.

Hinata-chan knows too: but she understands and always smiles shyly at me, and that makes me feel a little better. I may not have Sakura-chan, but Hinata-chan is good enough: and I’m happy to have her at least.

§

They got reckless: yesterday I caught Sasuke taking Sakura-chan from behind in her office at the hospital. The brief minute I kept the door ajar I could see Sakura-chan leaning on the desk and Sasuke standing behind her: she was biting her lip from screaming, while Sasuke was thrusting into her with all the strenght he had in his body, the desk shaking and some papers falling on the ground. He had a hand wrapped around her breast and I suddenly longed to be the one playing with it.

They didn’t notice me and I just closed the door.

Yesterday night I took Hinata-chan for the first time, using some tecniques I’ve learned from the teme.

Yesterday the deal was sealed.

Sakura-chan is Sasuke’s and Hinata-chan is mine.

§

Sasuke and Sakura-chan got the small wedding they desired: Tsunade-baa-chan tried to convince them that with Sasuke being an Uchiha they needed to have a big, public wedding. But Sasuke, being the reserved person he is, firmly refused, and Sakura-chan supported him completely, saying that they wanted a ceremony with their inner circle; they only agreed to have our damyo attending the wedding.

Now is Sakura’s turn to drink three times from the cup of sake Sasuke offers her; his black eyes don’t miss a second of her drinking.

Sakura is wearing Sasuke’s mother’s wedding kimono: she’s absolutely stunning in it. Pain hits me as I realize she isn’t marrying me.

§

This is the last time I’ll spy on them.

This is their wedding night, I should give them complete privacy; but this is the last time, because Sakura-chan is now Sasuke’s even in front of the law.

Their lovemaking is more animalistic today: Sasuke is more aggressive and I want to punch him for bruising her, but I can see that she loves it. She loves how possessive, how protective, how arrogant he is.

Once again, I find myself watching as she rides him, her splendid body in display for my eyes to see, one last time: he plays with her breasts and grips her hips to get her to move faster on him and she complies.

When Sakura-chan comes, I mentally bid my farewell to her.

§

Today I’m marrying Hinata-chan: Sakura-chan comes inside the room I was in, waiting for the ceremony to begin, and with a sweet smile congratulates with me. She suddenly looks at her feet and blushes.

“Naruto, Sasuke and I want you to be the first to know…”

My eyes widen in realization.

“I am pregnant.”

I love Hinata-chan and I will take care of her ‘till I die.

But Sakura-chan’s words completely break my heart – knowing that the child she’s bearing is not mine.

Anthology VI – End


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Author’s Note: I don’t like making Naruto suffer, but I wanted to try and write an angsty one shot.

I must explain something to all my readers on adultff.net.
First of all, this is - as you can see - a collection of SasuSaku one-shots; I'm writing this on fanfiction.net, but here I am going to put ONLY the M-rated stories - this is why, for example, Caught has number V (=5) and not IV (=4). The real chapter 3 is T-rated.
I've been very in doubt if updating my story here, because I received too little feedback, but I've decided that adulff.net lacks SasuSaku: I see many KakaSaku, SasuNaru, NaruSakuSasu, SasuHina, etc..., but too few SasuSaku for my taste.

So, I will keep updating this story.
To who asked how many one-shots I'm going to write, I'm going to answer that I honestly don't know: I'll continue writing 'till I don't run out of ideas.

To those who reviewed, a HUGE Thank you! I hope you liked this chapter too.