Peaceful Waters

Yeah, sorry about that last chapter I really wanted this in there too but it was so late and I really wanted to get out another chapter so I hope you’ll forgive me! I hope this chapter meets with everyone’s expectations!

Sakura stared wide-eyed at the group from behind Genma’s shoulder a fierce blush creeping up her face. Genma however, despite her constant patting on his shoulder to get him to get off, merely looked back with an annoyed smirk waiting to see what everyone wanted. After all it wasn’t like this was her parents or boyfriend walking in, which he honestly had had happen more than a couple of times, so what was there to be ashamed about?


Naruto instantly covered his eyes and turned quickly around, for once unable to speak. Neji maintained his cool exterior, only a slight blush and averted eyes told any different and Sai just studied their position as if he were taking mental notes. The first and only one of the entering party to speak was Sasuke and as usual it was with all the tact and care for others feelings that everyone has come to expect from an Uchiha. None at all.


“Genma-san, if someone with Sakura’s figure in Sai’s clothes turns you on why didn’t you just go for Sai, he fills them out better anyway,” Sasuke said with an arrogant smirk.


Genma rose leisurely half off of Sakura answering, “Watch out or I may go for you Uchiha, I think you may be the best example of pussy in the room. I think you may go for guys anyway if you’ve noticed how well Sai fills out his pants. If you’re interested maybe myself or one of you friends over there will fill out your pants for you. Not that it would be that difficult.”


Sakura, Naruto and Neji could not help themselves at this and each responded with varying degrees of laughter. Sakura cackled insanely while Naruto guffawed slapping his knee and Neji chuckled quietly moving farther into the room towards his door so as to be as far away as possible from the glowering Uchiha. Sai merely raised an eyebrow in interest and made sure his smile was firmly in place as that seemed to be the general trend. He had had to smile a lot since Genma came into the picture, he must be the kind of guy that always made people happy. So what was wrong with Sasuke? He wasn’t laughing or smiling. Sai almost despaired of ever understanding emotions. Genma finally gave in to Sakura and pulled himself up so that he was sitting back on the sofa.


“Seriously Uchiha, what’s your beef with me? Are you jealous that I’m with one of your team mates or just of my stunning good looks, winning personality and witty rejoinders?” Genma asked attempting to lighten the mood.


Sasuke just furrowed his eyebrows and left to go back to his cottage grabbing the still laughing Naruto by the scruff of his shirt and pulling him out the door with him. Agrily he stalked away calling, “Sai, move it!”


Sai turned and nodded his head at Genma, Neji and Sakura in goodnight and left, closing the door behind him. Neji disappeared into his room closing the door quietly yet firmly behind him and once again Sakura and Genma were left alone.


“Where were we?” Genma asked smirking at Sakura evilly.


“Going to far,” Sakura said summoning up all of her authority as medic, not to mention reeling in her libido, “You’re still not healed yet. I don’t want you to re-injure yourself or get sick. I think we should just go to bed tonight.”


Genma chuckled darkly saying, “You expected quite a bit out of me tonight if you’re afraid I was going to injure myself.”


“But-No-I mean-” Sakura stammered a blush deepening on her cheeks as she tried to explain.


“I’m just kidding princess, I know. And as much as I hate to admit it you’re right. I’m not at 100% yet and you don’t deserve a half hearted attempt,” Genma said softly leaning in and kissing her again before she could protest.


The kiss was warm and soft and sweet and ended too quickly for either of them but they both knew that if they continued they’d be flat out on the couch again and for now at least, that wasn’t what they wanted, or rather needed.


Sakura cleared her throat and suggested, “I suggest you to relax in the hot spring tomorrow. You appear to be healing quite quickly and I think that with enough rest and a lot more food the day after tomorrow you should be able to do some light exercises.”


Genma pouted a bit at this as he playfully popped a senbon back in his mouth, “I really don’t like going in public hot springs. It always causes difficulties. But if you join me . . .”

“I don’t know, I was going to go yesterday but . .,” Sakura trailed off getting depressed.


“Hey did you hear what that asshole Uchiha was saying about you? If that’s the problem I promise there isn’t one. I can promise you that he is the only one who felt that way, and to be honest there is no way he can still think that despite the shit he’s been talking. When you were healing me and he saw you he had a total hard on, and although it very likely could have been me that turned him on either way you’re set because if it was me he’s gay and you don’t need to worry about what he thinks and if he isn’t, well I think it’s obvious,” Genma told Sakura matter of factly.


“Is that true did he really. . .”Sakura began to ask shocked.


“Yep, no red blooded male wouldn’t, you're gorgeous Sakura,” Genma praised.


“Well, it doesn’t really matter. I don’t care what he thinks anyway. I used to have a major crush on him you know. But over time and after everything he’s done I just don’t feel that way anymore. Even though he’s usually a jerk to me I still think of him as, well, I guess a brother or a friend that I’d really like to help,” Sakura said leaning back on the couch and resting her head on Genma’s shoulder/


“You’re a very caring person Sakura. It seems like you put up with a lot,” Genma told her grabbing her hand and gently massaging her fingers, “I really want to thank you for healing me you know. You’re really fantastic. I feel like I’m already at 80%.”


“So will you help me get to 100?” Genma asked moving Sakura’s hand up to his mouth and gently kissing sucking and nibbling on her fingers.


“Mmmm, of course,” Sakura answered closing her eyes at the sensations. Idly she moved some warm healing chakra to he fingers and let it tingle on Genma’s lips and tongue as he continued his ministrations.


“That feels so awesome, do all medics do this when they’re making out?” Genma asked between fingers.


“Just the really super talented creative ones,” Sakura answered back idly, snuggling farther into Genma’s shoulder.

“I’ve got to get better fast, I need to impress upon you the sheer genius of your abilities and introduce you to mine,” Genma said smoothly sliding one slender finger farther into his mouth as he massaged it with his powerful tongue.


“I agree,” Sakura said, turning to look into Genma’s deep brown eyes.


Genma looked back studying the intense and beautiful green that were Sakura’s eyes and slowly removed the finger from his mouth letting Sakura feel the effects of the air on her now moist skin in contrast to the heat of his mouth and tongue. Unable to stop himself Genma began kissing Sakura again exploring her mouth and tongue with his own. He knew somewhere deep down that Sakura was right and his body was not fully recovered yet but it is hard to remind oneself of that with a raging hard on and a lovely young Kunochi attached to you by the mouth. Before either of them knew what they were doing Sakura was sitting on top of Genma’s lap as the kiss turned fierce and demanding. Genma grabbed Sakura’s butt and helped her as she slowly ground against his erection. The friction was perfect and frustrating as what each of them craved was covered by layers of clothing that neither of them wanted at the moment. Genma gently but firmly began running his hands up and down Sakura’s back, skilled fingers finding pleasurable pressure points intended to add to her hot and bothered condition.


As Genma’s fingers ran down her back Sakura was surprised to realize he was seemingly hitting key points on her body that she recognized. Dimly she realized that she shouldn’t be surprised after what she had seen him do to Sasuke earlier. It was difficult to think of anything other then Genma and his body but as these thoughts drifted through her lust soaked brain and his lips moved on to her ears and neck and he sent some of his chakra into her pressure points increasing her pleasure the inner medic began to call her back to reality. Getting over the fact that Genma was a quick learner and she would need to explore his talents in considerably more detail later, she realized, despite what her body was trying to get her to believe, that Genma really couldn’t afford t waste chakra this way. Did she heal him for nothing? She raced out of a bath tub fully naked to save this guy and here she was being selfish and doing things that would lead to other, surely intensely more pleasurable but labor intensive activities that he really couldn’t afford right now. Hadn’t she just had this conversation with him? With an inner sigh and much regret she managed to lean away from Genma who was currently working diligently and skillfully on her neck and pant out, “Stop.”


“Mmm?” Genma murmured from his spot on her neck causing delicious vibrations to assault her tender throat.


“Stop. You, we need to stop you’re going to make yourself sick. Your still recovering and your still quite skinny and you just ate. Too much physical activity is going to make you throw up,” Sakura informed him effectively killing the mood, “You barely had enough energy to walk to dinner and I could tell you were tired when you came in and sat next to me after dinner. You are going to have to rest until you’re fully recovered.”


Genma leaned back in a huff eyebrows furrowed in irritation. Damn it she was right. Just his heart beating the way it had been while they made out had made him a bit lethargic and despite what “little Genma” kept spouting into his mind he knew he wasn’t up to the task at the moment.


“You may have a point. After all if you were able to think at all while I was kissing you that means I wasn’t doing my job properly. I can assure you though I have you 100% of my 80%,” Genma assured Sakura as she laughed lightly and leaned forward to hug him resting her head on his shoulder.


“I can tell,” she purred into his ear, “Now take your medics advice and go to bed. Alone. And get rested so that you can go back to bed.”


Genma gave her a smart salute and answered, “I always do as my lady commands. And I guess I’ll take your advice from earlier and go to the hot spring. I don’t want my shoulder seizing up. But I’ll need you to come with me. For moral support.”


“I don’t know,” Sakura said shifting off Genma and sitting on the couch, “Sasuke-“


“Fuck Sasuke, I already told you about him. You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. Trust me I’d know. I’ve had a lot of experience looking at woman. And men. You’re lovely, and I want you there with me. What if I pass out again? Who will give me the breathe of life?” Genma asked giving her the big sappy puppy dog eyes.


“I suppose,” Sakura answered still unsure. “Anyway I’m going to bed now I want to get up early so I can send my laundry out. I suggest you do the same.”


Genma made a non-committal noise as Sakura went to her room and closed the door behind her giving Genma smile and a wink before closing the door. Genma sat on the couch noticing that the sappy romance movie was still on. Rolling his eyes he flipped it off and went off to his own room locking the door and stripping off all his clothes leaving them on the chair before turning off the light and lying in bed. He lazily toyed with the senbon he had put back in his mouth before dropping his clothes off and contemplated the morrow. He really did hate going to public baths, he hated going to bed alone after a make out session like that, he hated the fact that he actually didn’t feel like jacking off, he hated that his body was so exhausted after so little exercise, but most of all he hated being alone. Despite everything he had still wound up alone again. It was no fun being alone. Not when without another human presence next to him his mind wandered to things best left alone. His past, his present, his future, his job.


Killing people. What a thing to call your job. Still, you have to do what you’re good at what god put you on earth to do, to protect your precious people. When training to be an assassin he was taught to compartmentalize. Not to dwell on the deaths, not to grow accustomed to them or to devalue a human life, but to except the reality of their world and the necessity of sacrifice. He was killing for a purpose so that in the end less people would need to die. Killing for the greater good. He could accept that and appreciate it. There was honor in what he did. He could turn off the assassin persona when he came home and live life to it’s fullest doing the things he enjoyed. But still. When all is said and done and you’re lying in bed staring at the ceiling alone in the world, sometimes the dead come to call. And sometimes you have to remember the faces of the ten “kids” that couldn’t have been over 14 one surely only about 7 who had been on a mission to infiltrate and eliminate an entire village in fire country that you had killed silently and discretely not 36 hours ago. He knew they had belonged to a dangerous cult-like group that was sweeping some parts of fire and grass country and that they were hardly innocents, the 7 year old had to have been at least chunin level, and they had already succeeded in killing numerous people in other villages for not conforming to their rule, but somehow logic didn’t come into play when the image of their faces so innocent and peaceful in death were burned into your memory.


He had no one to tell about the faces. No one to forget with. No one to wipe out the memory of finding out that his own son was dead. A son that he never knew and never knew him. The knowledge that despite the promises he made to himself as a boy, he had become his father.