Sacred Flower

Okay, so here’s the second chapter I promised to put up. Maybe this one’s a little longer. Also, for those of you who’s totally in love with Sasuke, there’s a little surprise for you later in this chapter. *snickers* Don’t ruin it for yourself by looking for it, read the entire chapter; it’ll be that much better. Enjoy!

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Sasuke had an instinct to hold Sakura’s hand and she grasped onto it quite firmly. They both walked through the village streets together and arrived home. ‘Is she really pregnant?’ thought Sasuke as he held the door open for Sakura. ‘Is she pregnant with that bastard’s baby?’

Sakura tried to suppress her pain inside. ‘I can’t have babies. I can’t have children. Why me?’ She walked in and made a beeline to the bedroom. She didn’t want to do anything. She was too overwhelmed with it all. Even seeing Sasuke’s assuring face didn’t help her, all because his brother started these problems.

She tried over and over again to take as many baths and showers as possible, scrubbing herself until her skin became red from the extensive and brutal wash she gave herself. It wouldn’t matter how long she’d spend in the bathroom, trying to clean herself, she’ll always feel dirty.

After Sasuke closed the door, he noticed that Sakura retreated to the bedroom. He wondered if he should go to her and comfort her. ‘Maybe I can prepare her tea and ask what’s wrong.’ ‘Yeah, then she’ll tell you that she’s pregnant with Itachi’s baby.’ As much as Sasuke wanted to comfort her, he didn’t want to hear the news of her pregnancy, especially if it involved that murderous bastard.

Sasuke had no idea what to do, he’s never really comforted a girl before in this kind of situation. Sasuke settled on the idea of making her tea and comforting her. As soon as he got the tea ready, he carried both cups by the handle on one hand and gently knocked on the door.

“Sakura, can I come in?” Ever since he decided to take care of Sakura, he’s never really been in his room much. All of his clothes were in bags or boxes in the linen closet. He gingerly pushed the door open and he saw Sakura hugging her knees, leaning against the headboard. When she heard the door open, she looked up to see him with tea in his hands and a warm smile.

Sasuke offered her a cup of tea and she drank deeply. She needed anything to help her get out of this depression she was going through. Sasuke looked at her face. Those striking green eyes he has seen in the past few days faded back to its hollow and empty look. Sasuke tried to make eye contact with her, which didn’t happen until he lifted her head with his finger. Those delicate green eyes look shattered, as if the news Tsunade gave her shattered her heart.

“Sakura,” he started, his voice trembling just the tiniest bit, “is something wrong?” ‘This is it,’ he thought. ‘Here it goes…she’ll say she’s pregnant.’

Sakura looked away, embarrassed to say it. She didn’t want to tell him the most horrific news in her life. Sasuke moved beside her and held her in his arms. She fell into his embrace and relaxed. For the first time, Sasuke didn’t feel embarrassed or awkward to hold her, he felt…nice. It felt natural. He’s grown to love her so much that he didn’t feel weird around her anymore.

‘I’ve…I’ve grown to love her?’ His mind search for possible explanations for what he felt. ‘Maybe it’s because I’ve been taking care of her so much. Now, it’s like instinct to look after her, and to care. If she’s unhappy, I’ll try to make her happy. If she’s uncomfortable, I’ll make her comfortable. Maybe…I really do love her.’ That last sentence hit him full force.

Sakura shifted her position in his arms, and he realized that she fell asleep. Sasuke leaned back onto his bed, Sakura’s head lying on his upper right arm, her right hand resting on his chest, over his beating heart. Being in the position he was in, Sasuke had a blush, the same colour as Sakura’s soft hair, draped over his arm. Sasuke encircled Sakura’s waist with his right arm, and his left hand daringly rested on her hips.

‘Is this what it feels like to be in love?’ This new feeling that was rushing through his veins felt foreign to him and for the second time in his life, he was scared to no end.

That moment in time was when he realized it. ‘I pushed her away…because I didn’t want her to get hurt.’ He realized that he didn’t allow himself to fall in love with her is because he thought that Itachi would take her and use her like he’s done before. He realized that the only way to keep her safe from that murderous monster was to break her heart…and his own.

Sakura snuggled closer to him. Sasuke tried really hard to fight off his crimson flush. Sakura hugged him closer to her, making Sasuke more than uncomfortable. Sasuke tried to fight off an erection that was growing larger by the second. He could feel every inch of her front. Her legs intertwined with his and she stroked her cheek on his chest. Sasuke tried to ignore his growing erection and went back to his thoughts.

‘I really do love her.’ Sakura started to shiver, so Sasuke slowly got up with her in his arms and pulled a blanket over them both. ‘I really care for her. I…I…I can’t believe I’m dumber than Naruto!’

The news really sunk in at this point, but one little fact kept nagging him. ‘I really love her, but…’ He didn’t want to think it, let alone admit to it. ‘I love her, but…she’s pregnant with Itachi’s child. She’s carrying Itachi’s child. She should be carrying MY child!’ Sasuke thought long and hard about his decisions with Sakura. ‘Maybe…I can kill her baby. It’s a baby of rape after all, and nobody would want Itachi Jr. running around, wreaking havoc on Konoha.’

‘But the question is, would she let you kill her baby?’ Sasuke didn’t know what his inner mind meant. ‘No matter who the father is, women have special bonds with her child, and this would be the first she’ll bear. Would she let you kill her first-born child? Even if the father is Itachi?’

Sakura began to shake and tremble. “No,” she whispered. Tears leaked out of her eyes, even though they were shut tight. “Stop…please.” Sasuke tried to stroke her back, but his right arm wasn’t short enough. His only option was to… -gulp- stroke her hips and thighs. Slowly, he made the smallest amount of contact with her body. He started from where his left arm lay and made his way upwards.

After reaching just below her breasts, he made his way downwards to her mid-thigh. He continuously stroked her side until she calmed down and snuggled closer to him again. He was fully erect now and he tried to place some distance from her. He slowly peeled off her hand from his chest and carefully removed his right arm from under her head and replaced it with a pillow.

Sasuke ran like mad to the bathroom, intent on calming himself down with a cold shower. He set the water temperature to ice cold and stepped inside after he practically ripped his clothes off of himself. Sasuke looked down and saw just how erect he really was. He didn’t think it would get any bigger. He felt disgusted to have that kind of reaction to Sakura. Even in this cold temperature, he still felt hot from her touch and her snuggle.

Sakura. His thoughts always seem to come back to her. Those pink locks, her plump lips, that curvy figure…if it was possible, he felt himself harden even more. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. He imagined himself back in bed, lying next to her as he did a few moments ago. He imagined feeling her warm body splashed over his, that angelic face…his right hand began to drift towards his hardened manhood. ‘If only I could play that scene differently…’ ‘And what would you do?’

He imagined that instead of tilting her head up so he could ask what was wrong, he tilted it up so he could kiss her. Sakura’s hands would be either on his shoulders or his chest, trying to find leverage as if she’ll collapse any second.

The water from the shower splashed on Sasuke’s chest, leaving his hair a bit damp. The water cascaded down his muscular body, but he was oblivious to it.

He began to imagine himself holding Sakura up by her waist. His arms encircling her and bringing her closer to him. They both began to kiss feverishly as if their life would end if they stopped. Sasuke gently bit her bottom lip, asking for entrance. Sakura was hesitant, it was her first kiss after all.

She slowly parted her lips and Sasuke gingerly made his way inside the hot crevices of her mouth. She tasted incredibly sweet, almost addictive in a way. Their tongues entwined in an exotic dance. His hands roamed over her body, pushing away any obstacles between her silky skin and his fingertips. Sakura broke the kiss, pulled away from him and put back whatever he tried to remove. A small pink blush would splash across her face and she’d look away, embarrassed.

“It’s okay Sakura, it’s only me. You don’t need to be shy,” he’d say. Sasuke didn’t even realize that he whispered it while he was in the shower. Sasuke’s hand drew closer to his painful manhood, looking for release.

Sakura would nod in response, allowing him to touch her again. Slowly, he unzipped her red dress from the back and pulled it off of her shoulders. Her small blush would grow to a light fuchsia colour, still looking away in embarrassment.

“Look at me Sakura,” he’d say, still whispering the dialogue of his imagination in the shower. “Look at me, don’t be embarrassed.”

Sakura looked up and locked eyes with him, nodding numbly. Sasuke reached out to caress her cheek and Sakura would snuggle into his palm. Sasuke bent down to kiss her again, nibbling on her lips for a few moments before he made his way down her face, kissing and licking her jaw line. Sakura sighed at the blissful contact, submitting herself to his touches. Sasuke continued his way downward, now at her collarbone.

He kissed along it and licked his way down to her perfect breasts, blocked by its lacy prison. He continued to kiss his way downward, via the valley between her breasts and he stopped at the edge of her pants. Looking up for permission to remove them, Sakura nodded and he proceeded take them off of her. He slid them down her long and slender legs, toned from training but soft from her femininity. After he completely removed them, he traced her leg with his fingers, up to her curvy hips. She shuddered at his touch; it sent chills up her spine.

In the shower, Sasuke licked his lips, loving the taste he imagined from kissing her and licking her.

Sasuke went back to kissing her perfect breasts, confined in her lacy red bra. He tried to suckle her nipple through the flimsy material but it wasn’t doing any good. Again, he looked up for permission to remove them. Sakura’s blush increased from a light fuchsia to a dark fuchsia, almost bordering on a magenta colour.

She looked away to hide her embarrassment and nodded. Sasuke reached around her, kissing her as he did so, and unclasped her bra. Her bra fell off her shoulders, revealing the contours of her chest. Sasuke broke away from the kiss to marvel at her sculpted breasts, perfectly shaped and firm.

Sasuke reached out to caress them and Sakura leaned back and sighed. He continued to caress them and feel every inch when he bent down to take the nipple on her right breast into his mouth. Sakura gasped at the sudden sensation and leaned back onto the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her to suckle her. After a while, he switched nipples and latched onto her left nipple and began to suckle it, as he’s done with the other one.

Sakura tried to bring him closer but he kept pulling away. He kissed downwards again and licked her panty line. Slowly, he hooked his fingers underneath her panties and pulled them down. Sakura began to breathe deeply, almost panting. As soon as he removed them, he looked to Sakura’s face, a deep flush splashed across her face, watching her pant heavily. Sakura felt her panties pull away from her body, and she instinctively locked her knees together.

Sasuke placed his hands on her knees and gently pried her legs open. He took a moment to stare at her feminine opening, glistening from the light reflecting off that certain spot. She was entirely covered in her desire and he would bring her to her release. Slowly, Sasuke bent down to taste her.

If it were possible, Sasuke’s manhood became even bigger, more painful for him. He groaned at his imagined sight of Sakura’s womanhood, glistened with desire.

Sasuke was only a few inches away from tasting her sweet nectar. He breathed on her and she shuddered. Just as he stuck out his tongue to taste her, Sakura’s voice interrupted him.

“Sasuke,” she would say, her breath all choppy from her shallow breathing. “Don’t. Let me please you first, as gratitude for caring for me these last few days.” Sasuke looked up to her flushed face, her eyes twinkled with lust for him. She wanted to please him first, and who was he to deny her wish? Sakura sat up and helped him out of his shirt.

She began to kiss him ferociously as he had done to her. She slowly kissed down his jaw line and collarbone while undoing his pants. Once she got them undone, she tried to push it down his strong legs. Sasuke knew what she was trying to do and he helped her get his pants off. She caressed each and every muscle in his chest, and he succumbed to her touches. She began to roll his nipples with her thumb and index finger. Sasuke tilted his head back and tried not to let out a moan that’s trapped in his throat.

Sasuke began to roll his own nipple in the shower. Sasuke let out a small whimper to his own touch. “Sakura…” he whispered.

“Sakura…” he whispered. Sakura took this as a sign of encouragement and brought his nipple to her mouth, suckling it like he did her. Sakura gently pushed him down on his back and suckled it a little bit harder. Sasuke clenched the sheets around him.

Sasuke started to roll his own nipple even harder at this point. Although the ice cold temperature of the water was still hitting him, he felt his body temperature rise.

“Oh Sakura, what are you doing to me?” he whispered in ragged gasps. While she continued to suck on his nipple, she pulled down his boxers to release his crotch, fully erect with a small bead of his seed seeping out from the tip. She clutched his manhood gently and bent down to lick the tip…

Sasuke clutched his own manhood in the shower. He began to stroke himself in long, slow strokes and he could feel his crotch twitching erratically. Soon, he began to speed up…

Sakura bent down to lick the tip of him. She shyly caressed his length and sucking the head of him. Sasuke panted heavily and he could feel something coiling inside of him. Sakura slowly swallowed him whole and that feeling inside of him coiled tighter and tighter, threatening to swallow his sanity whole.

“Sakura…” he whispers. If he looked down, he would see Sakura’s head bobbing up and down his length. Her hand wandered over his thighs and they inevitably land on his sack just below. Sasuke couldn’t take it anymore; he thrusted into her mouth.

In the shower, Sasuke thrusted into his own hand. He tried to relieve himself of that tight curl deep within his belly.

“Sakura…” he growled, needing more to relieve himself. Sakura decided to suck his manhood, earning herself a small moan from Sasuke. Sakura knew he was close. Sasuke brought his hands to her hair and ran his fingers through those pink locks. He held her hair in bunches, gently but firmly pulled her closer to him. He could feel Sakura gagging on his large manhood, but she didn’t pull away.

She didn’t resist against him. She increased her pace, bobbing up and down ferociously, fondling his sack. Sasuke couldn’t handle it anymore and he exploded into the hot caverns of her mouth.

In the shower, Sasuke increased his pace on his own manhood, not realizing that he was stimulating himself. That ball inside of his lower abdomen became tighter and tighter. Sasuke collapsed in the bathtub, his hair still slightly damp but not completely wet. Sasuke leaned back, tilting his head up and continued to stimulate himself.

That little ball inside curled tighter and tighter until…BOOM! Colours flashed before his eyes and his body became swept up in pleasure that he’s never experienced.

“Sakura…” he gasped out. He panted in the shower, which was still going. He opened his eyes to see white tiles. He realized that he stimulated himself…while thinking of her! He mentally cursed himself for thinking perverted thoughts of her and actually jacking off to it. He turned off the shower and dried himself off with a towel.

Once he stepped out, he realized that he practically ripped his clothes off so he couldn’t use the same shirt and pants as before. Wrapping the towel around his lower half, he quietly tiptoed to the linen closet, taking a quick peek on Sakura, who was still sleeping. He quickly threw on his clothes right in front of the linen closet and threw the towel in the hamper in the bathroom.

Looking at the clock, he saw the time was around 8 o’clock. He didn’t really feel like cooking tonight, so he decided to take Sakura out to a restaurant tonight. He prepared a quick snack and ate it while waiting for Sakura to awaken. He became bored after a few minutes so he went back to the bedroom to check on her.

He gently pushed the door open and he was greeted with a sleeping Sakura, almost glowing from the sunset outside his window. Sasuke slowly made his way towards the bed and gently sat down, trying not to disturb her from the blissful dreams he hoped she was having. He stared at her angelic face intently. Her lips curled into a small smile. Sasuke gently reached out his hand to caress her cheek and trace her face with his fingertips.

Sakura’s eyes fluttered open and Sasuke snapped his hand back to his side. “I’m sorry, did I wake you Sakura?” Sakura smiled and shook her head. She sat up in bed and stretched her arms over her head, giving Sasuke a little tease of what her breasts looked like. Looking away and hiding his blush, Sasuke asked, “Are you hungry? Would you like to go out to dinner tonight?”

“I’d love to Sasuke. Let me get ready first,” she replied. She got out of bed and looked through the closet for something to wear. Sasuke left in search for something to wear himself. He looked through the linen closet and found a silk black yukata with his family crest on the back. He quickly changed into it in the bathroom. The silver and the black gave him a regal look and he looked almost like the darkness itself. As soon as he stepped out of the bathroom, he waited for her to appear from his bedroom. When she did, she looked absolutely breath-taking.

Sakura was wearing a white yukata, displaying cherry blossoms, embroidered in red. Her hair was up in a neat yet messy bun, kept in place by chopsticks. Her rosy cheeks and her pink lips seem to accent her beauty. She looked up to meet his gaze and she felt like she was trapped within his onyx eyes. In that moment, he felt like he was connecting with her on a deeper level, as if he could touch her very soul. Her striking green eyes contrasted with her pink hair but it also accented her beauty. She was absolutely radiant.

“Umm… Sasuke, can we leave now?” she asked timidly. Sasuke broke out of his thoughts and nodded to her. They both put on their shoes and they both left for a restaurant. Sakura held onto Sasuke’s arm as if it was her only lifeline. Sasuke blushed but he doubted that anyone could see it. ‘This could be a long night,’ he thought, and they both set off for the most romantic restaurant in the village.

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And that’s all I have everybody! Tune in next time for a continuation of this story. Plz R&R!