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Love Fool
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,329
Reviews:
44
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Escape
A/N: Just to let everyone know, everything in italics is the PAST. It is what happened before Naruto left. Just wanted to point that out so no one gets confused. I apologize ahead of time for the shortness of this chapter.
Love Fool
Chapter Four; Escape
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Don't fret precious I'm here,
Step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice
And other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about you,
Like I do.
------
“I don’t know where he gets off.” His voice was a hiss and his gaze was dark as he watched the girl in the doorway from his seat on the edge of the bed.
She pursed her lips, slightly rattled from their earlier encounter.
“Stay away from him.”
She should tell him ‘no’. She wanted to tell him he had no right to order her about. But deep down she knew it was for the best. She needed to prove that their former teammate was no threat to their relationship.
Sakura’s eyes were fixed on the ceiling, unmoving as situations she had forgotten about came back to her mind. Naruto’s body was still beside her. His steady breaths hit her cheek as each exhale left his nostrils; a tiny snore every few seconds. The two of them were naked, limbs tangled, with the late morning sunshine warming their skin. The kunoichi turned her head on the pillow to watch her slumbering partner, trying to remember why she had stayed away from him and why Sasuke was so scared.
“Just us…”
He said it on a breath and it was barely a whisper, but it shook the girl to her core.
“Why are you with him? Why, after all of this time?” Naruto’s gaze was fierce as he faced the both of them. The rain was pouring as they all stood in front of the restaurant, the blonde’s voice straining to be heard while thunder boomed overhead. Sakura could swear she heard Sasuke growl, his sudden annoyance with the latter growing apparent.
“What are you talking about?” She croaked, “Naruto, just what the hell is going on?!”
“It’s because of him, isn’t it?” He thrust his index towards the Uchiha, “He’s the reason that we can’t even speak alone! How can you love someone who doesn’t even trust you? Who cages you like some animal!”
“Naruto--!” She took a step forward but Sasuke threw his arm in front of her.
She had repressed that night. That moment had driven a wedge between all three of them and Sasuke was the only one still aware of it. So aware of it in fact that every night he woke up in a cold sweat with the fear that Sakura wouldn’t be there. The girl knew all of this and still found herself in the arms of another, betraying any trace of trust her lover still held. What she was doing was selfish, immoral, irrational and a million other words that people could come up with. Sakura had promised this boy a week when she wished she could promise forever.
“Oh,” she turned on her side and scooted closer to him, her fingertips sliding down the side of his face, “Naruto.”
The blue she saw was better than the sky at sunrise. It was clear and sincere and innocent. It was the opposite of the midnight she had grown accustomed to.
“I love you.”
She couldn’t tell if he was crying, but his voice was just as steady as the second before. Sasuke’s grip on her arm tightened as he tugged her.
“I loved you when we were kids.” He was only staring at her now. They were the only people in the world; his eyes told her so. “I loved you the years I didn’t see you.”
Sakura couldn’t look away, even as the latter was tugging her back, too angry for words.
“I loved you more when I saw you again, even if I could never get the words right.” His jaw was tense, brows beginning to narrow. “I even loved you when you chose Sasuke, even when I willed myself to hate you.”
“Sakura!” Sasuke’s voice rumbled.
“I loved you, Sakura. And I love you still.”
“You should have woken me up,” he told her softly, nestling closer to her touch.
She smiled, “Sorry, I was just clearing my head a little…”
He searched her eyes until his drifted to the mark he had left on her shoulder just a few days before. Suddenly his brows were furrowed.
“I did that to you,” his thumb brushed over the fading scar and she winced.
“It’s alright, still a little tender, but alright.”
“I’m sor--”
“Don’t.” She stopped him, bringing his eyes back to hers. “Don’t waste this with apologies.”
They stared at each other while the sun drifted to its noon position, too involved to care what time or what day it was. The kisses he gave her were the most tender she had ever felt. His fingers were in her hair and on her shoulders, laced between hers as they rolled beneath the sheets. Sakura was kissing him back desperately, her toes curled and she giggled when his laugh rumbled against her heart.
Even when Naruto turned to leave her eyes never left his back. Even when Sasuke was pulling her in the opposite direction her heart was screaming at her to break free and follow the other boy. She was caged and the blonde was offering her the key to the lock. Could she really deny everything that had passed between them throughout the years?
Her back arched into his touch as they came against each other in a slow, unbroken rhythm. His lips brushed every inch he had missed the night before; the underside of her breast, the crook of her elbow, the corner of her jaw. She was overcome by the care he took in making sure Sakura felt satisfied and loved and…oh, how he knew all of her soft spots. Noon turned to dusk and dusk faded into night and they remained in those covers. The two made love and slept, over and over, never eating and remaining hungry just for each other. They made up for every moment they never shared.
With six days left, Sakura was already letting her heart become attached to his. As he fell asleep with his head on her chest and her fingers in his mussed blonde spikes, she didn’t care.
“Swear it.” He commanded threateningly.
He was asking the impossible, even as she cried in front of him; all of her hope was drifting away from her.
“I swear.”
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A/N: I’m sorry if the format was confusing for anyone, it was kind of switching back and forth between the present and what happened before Naruto left. And it was short--sorry--and sweet, and I feel satisfied with it. Thank you Tim for your sexy song~
Much Love,
Usagi
Love Fool
Chapter Four; Escape
------
Don't fret precious I'm here,
Step away from the window
Go back to sleep
Safe from pain and truth and choice
And other poison devils
See, they don't give a fuck about you,
Like I do.
------
“I don’t know where he gets off.” His voice was a hiss and his gaze was dark as he watched the girl in the doorway from his seat on the edge of the bed.
She pursed her lips, slightly rattled from their earlier encounter.
“Stay away from him.”
She should tell him ‘no’. She wanted to tell him he had no right to order her about. But deep down she knew it was for the best. She needed to prove that their former teammate was no threat to their relationship.
Sakura’s eyes were fixed on the ceiling, unmoving as situations she had forgotten about came back to her mind. Naruto’s body was still beside her. His steady breaths hit her cheek as each exhale left his nostrils; a tiny snore every few seconds. The two of them were naked, limbs tangled, with the late morning sunshine warming their skin. The kunoichi turned her head on the pillow to watch her slumbering partner, trying to remember why she had stayed away from him and why Sasuke was so scared.
“Just us…”
He said it on a breath and it was barely a whisper, but it shook the girl to her core.
“Why are you with him? Why, after all of this time?” Naruto’s gaze was fierce as he faced the both of them. The rain was pouring as they all stood in front of the restaurant, the blonde’s voice straining to be heard while thunder boomed overhead. Sakura could swear she heard Sasuke growl, his sudden annoyance with the latter growing apparent.
“What are you talking about?” She croaked, “Naruto, just what the hell is going on?!”
“It’s because of him, isn’t it?” He thrust his index towards the Uchiha, “He’s the reason that we can’t even speak alone! How can you love someone who doesn’t even trust you? Who cages you like some animal!”
“Naruto--!” She took a step forward but Sasuke threw his arm in front of her.
She had repressed that night. That moment had driven a wedge between all three of them and Sasuke was the only one still aware of it. So aware of it in fact that every night he woke up in a cold sweat with the fear that Sakura wouldn’t be there. The girl knew all of this and still found herself in the arms of another, betraying any trace of trust her lover still held. What she was doing was selfish, immoral, irrational and a million other words that people could come up with. Sakura had promised this boy a week when she wished she could promise forever.
“Oh,” she turned on her side and scooted closer to him, her fingertips sliding down the side of his face, “Naruto.”
The blue she saw was better than the sky at sunrise. It was clear and sincere and innocent. It was the opposite of the midnight she had grown accustomed to.
“I love you.”
She couldn’t tell if he was crying, but his voice was just as steady as the second before. Sasuke’s grip on her arm tightened as he tugged her.
“I loved you when we were kids.” He was only staring at her now. They were the only people in the world; his eyes told her so. “I loved you the years I didn’t see you.”
Sakura couldn’t look away, even as the latter was tugging her back, too angry for words.
“I loved you more when I saw you again, even if I could never get the words right.” His jaw was tense, brows beginning to narrow. “I even loved you when you chose Sasuke, even when I willed myself to hate you.”
“Sakura!” Sasuke’s voice rumbled.
“I loved you, Sakura. And I love you still.”
“You should have woken me up,” he told her softly, nestling closer to her touch.
She smiled, “Sorry, I was just clearing my head a little…”
He searched her eyes until his drifted to the mark he had left on her shoulder just a few days before. Suddenly his brows were furrowed.
“I did that to you,” his thumb brushed over the fading scar and she winced.
“It’s alright, still a little tender, but alright.”
“I’m sor--”
“Don’t.” She stopped him, bringing his eyes back to hers. “Don’t waste this with apologies.”
They stared at each other while the sun drifted to its noon position, too involved to care what time or what day it was. The kisses he gave her were the most tender she had ever felt. His fingers were in her hair and on her shoulders, laced between hers as they rolled beneath the sheets. Sakura was kissing him back desperately, her toes curled and she giggled when his laugh rumbled against her heart.
Even when Naruto turned to leave her eyes never left his back. Even when Sasuke was pulling her in the opposite direction her heart was screaming at her to break free and follow the other boy. She was caged and the blonde was offering her the key to the lock. Could she really deny everything that had passed between them throughout the years?
Her back arched into his touch as they came against each other in a slow, unbroken rhythm. His lips brushed every inch he had missed the night before; the underside of her breast, the crook of her elbow, the corner of her jaw. She was overcome by the care he took in making sure Sakura felt satisfied and loved and…oh, how he knew all of her soft spots. Noon turned to dusk and dusk faded into night and they remained in those covers. The two made love and slept, over and over, never eating and remaining hungry just for each other. They made up for every moment they never shared.
With six days left, Sakura was already letting her heart become attached to his. As he fell asleep with his head on her chest and her fingers in his mussed blonde spikes, she didn’t care.
“Swear it.” He commanded threateningly.
He was asking the impossible, even as she cried in front of him; all of her hope was drifting away from her.
“I swear.”
-------
A/N: I’m sorry if the format was confusing for anyone, it was kind of switching back and forth between the present and what happened before Naruto left. And it was short--sorry--and sweet, and I feel satisfied with it. Thank you Tim for your sexy song~
Much Love,
Usagi