Right in Front of You

Don't own Naruto
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They had both grown to be much like their mentors. More than either of them would have liked to admit.

He had always been drawn to her. Every curve of her body coaxed his eyes to fall upon them and follow them each day. After spending years with Jiraya, Naruto was still the ball of energy he was when he was twelve, he had matured, but he had picked up some of Jiraya’s bad habits. Thinking about her was one of those habits.

Once a week the two friends would meet at one or the other’s house and reminisce about the past ten years. Neither one had seen the third man of Team 7 since they were 18. Once a best friend to Naruto, and a love interest to Sakura, Sasuke had closely followed his mentor’s footsteps and they had lost all contact with him. The only thing they did know was he wasn’t the same Sasuke they once knew. Friday nights consisted of memories, and daydreams for Naruto.

Naruto smiled. He was remembering the time he had tied Sasuke up and pretended to be him to see if he could steal a kiss from Sakura. He always knew that he loved her. And he wanted her. That came from the six years he had spent with Jiraya. Naruto smirked at the daydream he was having. Seeing her body scantily clad was one of his favorites.

Snapping back to reality, Naruto looked at the clock next to his bed. 4:45 the glairing red numbers read. He had fifteen minutes to get over to Sakura’s house for their night of tradition. Hurrying about, making sure he had everything, Naruto dashed to the kitchen and grabbed the best bottle of wine he had. It was his turn to supply the alcohol.
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Sakura looked at the clock. 4:45 it read. She smiled to herself. If Naruto was late she’d change into the tube top she had just brought home. Knowing that he was always punctual, Sakura smirked.

She had picked up the bad habit of making small bets from Tsunade. Sakura wasn’t at Tsunade’s level of gambling, and she told herself many times she never would, but she found it exciting to challenge fate much like Tsunade did with her gambling. Besides, Naruto was always on time. She had nothing to worry about.

Telling herself over and over that she would win this bet, Sakura quickly picked up the last of her things from the living area. She was a closet slob and if Naruto ever found out she’d never hear the end of it. Naruto gave her the motivation of clean. It was something she needed.

“How did this get out here?” she asked herself as she picked up the discarded kunai she had dropped from her last mission.

Thinking she was never that absent minded, Sakura moved all her discarded things to their proper places. Fingering the kunai, she remembered why it was there. She had been handling it the night before, remembering Team 7 missions. This kunai was special because Sasuke had given it to her for her 18th birthday. It was the last time she or Naruto had seen him. Sakura was long over him, but she still felt a pang of heartache for her lost friend.

Taking the kunai back to her bedroom, Sakura heard a knock on the door. She looked at her nightstand where her alarm clock was propped. 5:10 it read.

‘Damn it,’ Inner Sakura screamed. Naruto was late.

“The door is open,” she shouted to Naruto.

Placing the kunai back on the display rack she had hanging on her wall, Sakura went to her dresser and pulled out the fire red tube top she had just gotten.

‘So much for winning this bet,’ she said to herself as she put it on.
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“Sakura-chan?” Naruto called out as he opened the door.

“I’ll be out in a minute,” came the familiar voice from her bedroom. “You know where everything is.”

Naruto smiled. Yes, he knew where everything was in her apartment. Grabbing two glasses from the cupboard, he moved them to the living area and opened the bottle he had brought. Making himself comfortable on her pink sofa, Naruto poured himself a glass. He didn’t even notice Sakura emerge from her room.

Still hurt by the memory of the kunai, Sakura joined Naruto on the sofa. She looked at him and realized he hadn’t shaven that day. A five o’clock shadow had begun to cover the whisker marks on his cheeks making him look about two years older than the 22 that he was. She was drawn to it.

“You forgot to shave,” she said to him

Naruto closed his eyes and dropped his head in shame.

“I’m sorry. I was running late,” came the apology.

He then looked over at her. His blue eyes dance at the sight of Sakura wearing the red tube top and a black mini skirt. Naruto wondered if he was daydreaming again. Hadn’t he just dreamed of seeing her wearing less? Yes, he had, and here she was wearing less.

“I lost a bet,” she said defensively. “You can roll your tongue back into your mouth now.”

Naruto blushed. “Sorry,” he mumbled as he pulled his eyes away from her.

Sakura had matured nicely. Her body looked very much like a woman of her age. Naruto always had loved her curves but she had more than she did ten years ago. And her hair. The pink hair framed her face like an angel he decided. If was long again but she had shorter hairs framing her face when it was pulled back. Like it was now, he noted.

“Are you going to be like Jiraya all night or are you going to offer me some of the wine?” Sakura asked him playfully.

“I’ve never seen you wear so little,” he replied with a twinkle in his eyes. “But would the angel like a glass of wine?”

Sakura smirked. She loved giving Naruto a hard time.

“Give me the damn bottle,” she laughed reaching to grab it from him.

Naruto jerked it away. He liked playing with her. Sakura wasn’t a heavy drinker. Neither one were heavy drinkers so it was always fun to play the cat and mouse game with the bottle of alcohol until someone won. That person was usually Naruto only because Sakura would give up and pout. He loved that pout. Her full lips would jut out and her emerald eyes would look at him pleading. So maybe she won in the long run.

“I said give me the damn bottle,” Sakura said with force.

She wasn’t playing today.

“Fine,” Naruto said, handing the bottle to her. “What’s wrong?”

Ignoring the glass Naruto had gotten for her, Sakura wrapped her lips around the opening and gulped the alcohol down. It tasted good. She took another gulp, knowing her alcohol limit was not too far off.

Naruto grabbed the bottle from her. Sakura didn’t fight.

“I asked what’s wrong,” he glared at her.

“Nothing, alright,” Sakura replied. “I just want this pain to go away.”

He didn’t need to ask. He knew she had been thinking about Sasuke. They had been good friends for years and there were not many times that she didn’t think of Sasuke.

He pulled her close to him to help ease her pain. Sakura didn’t force him to stop. Lowering herself to lay in Naruto’s lap she began to talk, the alcohol letting her words flow freely.

“He never said good-bye. He never said good-bye to us. I loved him. I did things I didn’t have to for him and he never said good-bye. That’s what hurts the most. He could come back tomorrow and I would probably embrace him like he never left and damn it, it hurts. I really did love him. I’ve moved on. There is another I love. Friends love each other. But, now that I look at it, did I really love Sasuke? No, I don’t think I did. He was just a friend. A friend who decided to leave and never tell his two friends good-bye.”

Naruto ran his fingers through her hair that fanned over his leg. What Sakura needed was a friend. Someone to listen to her. But he hoped that she was talking about him when she said that she loved someone else.

“Naruto, did you love me?” Sakura asked.

He gulped. Did he love her?

“Yes, I did. And I still do,” he calmly told her.

Leaning over, he kissed her forehead. He smiled down at her, hoping that answered her question. It wasn’t the first time he had kissed her forehead. He’d done that many times over the years of their ritual Friday nights. But this time as different. This time it turned him on.

“Give me the bottle,” Sakura demanded sitting up abruptly.

Naruto looked at her and his eyes danced. He grabbed the bottle from where he had placed it on the floor. He did the same thing she had done and wrapped his lips around the opening, gulping down the alcohol inside. As he chugged down the wine he felt Sakura’s hand grab the bottle. He allowed her to take it, knowing she was almost at her alcohol limit, but didn’t care.

Sakura drained the remaining contents into her mouth. When the wine was gone she threw the bottle aside in disgust. She had wanted to get trashed. It was the only way she knew of to make the pain Sasuke had left her with disappear. That was until Naruto touched her.

He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her, once again, to his lap. She felt the cool lips of the blond touch her forehead, then her nose, and then her lips. Under normal circumstances she would have protested, but she allowed him to continue his journey. She returned his kiss, tasting the alcohol on his lips. A hint of ramen was also there.

She wasn’t surprised. What did surprise her was Naruto’s hand tracing her curves, starting at her hips and moving up to her chest. He was feeling everything. She moved, sliding her body over Naruto’s lap. Catching her shirt on his belt the top rolled to rest around her stomach.

Sakura gasped in surprise. No longer covered she was exposed to his delighted eyes. She made no movement to cover herself. She giggled knowing he was enjoying this. At this moment she wanted to please him.

“Sakura-chan,” Naruto whispered as he leaned down to plant a kiss on her lips. “You’re beautiful.”

Catching her lips with his, Naruto wondered how long he could hold himself from moving to the next level. The speed of their kisses were picking up. She was teasing him by lightly moving her tongue over his lips when they would adjust positions. Tongue against tongue, lip against lip, Sakura and Naruto’s bodies started to intertwine to become one.

His hands roamed over her torso until they found her breasts. He playfully touched them feeling the reaction. They perked up telling him she was enjoying this. Her low moan also was a clue for him to continue.

His fingers danced on her bare chest, teasing her. Sakura’s reactions to his touch only made Naruto feel himself get harder. Feeling his body’s reaction against his pants and her body’s response in his hands, Naruto moved his right hand lower to rest at the top of the skirt she was wearing. While playing with her breast, Naruto busied him right hand with the button on her skirt.

Sakura took his lead. Moving her hands to his chest she playfully started to pop the buttons on the orange shirt he was wearing. Once the last button had been undone she moved her hands over his bare chest. The muscles contracted at her touch sending ripples of excitement over him. Naruto shrugged off the shirt and it landed in a heap on the floor.

Naruto’s hand was still working at the button on her skirt. Sakura giggled. It really wasn’t a complicated design. To egg him on, Sakura moved her hands lower down Naruto’s chest until they came to rest at the top of the blue pants he was wearing. She moved her left hand lower, finding his hard erection. He responded to her touch, moaning and twitching. Her eyes sparked with lust.

Naruto panted. Her touch gave him the spark of encouragement to undo the button and zipper on her skirt. Sakura did the same with Naruto’s pants. Her skirt and shirt were guided off with tender hands and he moved to allow Sakura to guide his pants off.

Orange on black, red on blue, the piles of discarded clothes lay on the floor. The two looked at each other, both wearing nothing more than their underwear. Naruto’s eyes drank in the sight of Sakura’s naked body, only wearing a black thong.

“Were you expecting this?” he asked her with a moan of pleasure in his voice.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she jokingly replied.

“I asked didn’t I?” Naruto said, catching Sakura’s lips with his once more for another kiss.

She was caught off guard by his kiss. She wanted to see a part of him she had never seen before. He had seen Naruto in his boxers before. Memories of Team 7 fishing adventures came back to her. Sakura wanted more then that visual and she wanted it now.

Sakura ran her hand up his thigh and slipped her fingers under Naruto’s green boxers and gave them a tug. They easily slid over his hips and down his legs. His hardened member fell from its restraint and she grabbed for it. Naruto moaned. Before she could handle him anymore, Naruto picked her up and began carrying her to her bedroom.

“I’m not going to lose it on your sofa,” came his playful voice. “We’re going to do this traditionally.”

Placing her on the white comforter on her bed, Naruto grabbed the top of her thong and slid it off. His eyes took her body in.

“You’re beautiful,” he told her again.

Sakura smirked. “And you’re handsome.”

His hands slowly made their way to her inner thighs where his fingers danced over her warm skin. Sakura’s body moved accordingly. Playing with her, his fingers checked to see if she was ready for him. She was.

He positioned himself to enter her but noticed her making some foreign seals with her hands. Questioning blue eyes looked at her and Sakura’s green eyes replied back that it was a medical seal she had learned from Tsunade when she had trained with her.

Sakura nodded to Naruto. It was time.

Naruto guided himself to Sakura’s opening, feeling the warmth she was radiating. Slowly he pushed his throbbing member into her, warmth rushing throughout his entire body. He continued to slide through her slick passage until he felt restraint and heard her scream.

“Shit!” Sakura screamed. Her hands were rapidly making seals again, but what Naruto was most concerned about was the look on her face. Pain.

“Are you ok?” he asked softly knowing she wasn’t. “I can stop.”

“No,” came her response. “Just get in. I think I sealed most it.”

‘Sakura is one of the best medical ninjas in the village and if she said the medical seals were relieving the pain she was truthful,’ he thought as he gave one last push to become engulfed in her.

She whimpered, biting back the words that wanted to escape her mouth.

‘Tsunade taught me so much about medicine, but she never told me that I couldn’t seal this type of pain,’ Sakura thought as she felt Naruto slowly begin to move. She smiled at his tenderness. ‘He’s trying to keep the pain at a minimum.’

Naruto’s movements began to pick up. He naturally knew what to do. Picking a pace he felt Sakura could handle, Naruto moved his hips back and forth. In and out, sliding through her feeling the soft skin against his member.

Rocking to a steady pace, Naruto heard a low moan came from Sakura. He picked up the pace. She grunted at the sudden change, but began to push her hips in time with his so that they would always be close.

Suddenly his hands grabbed her hips and he hoisted her hips and legs into the air. Sakura followed his lead and wrapped her legs around his shoulders. She knew she was totally at his mercy. Once again Naruto picked up his pace, pushing himself faster and harder into her. Sakura screamed.

Not pausing, Naruto looked down at Sakura. She wasn’t in any real pain he decided. She was enjoying this as much as he was. Sweat was rolling down his face, as was hers. Hammering in and out, Naruto heard Sakura scream once more.

After hearing her scream for the second time, Naruto felt his body begin to go weak. His stamina level had reached its point and he let himself go.

Sakura felt the sudden burst of warmth inside of her and she make a half-hearted seal that reminded Naruto of a butterfly. He slowly lowered her back to the bed and allowed himself to rest on her body, removing himself from her warm tunnel. She moaned.

He moved to lie next to her, wrapping his arms around her warm body.

“You’re beautiful,” he told her. “And I do love you.”

Sakura snuggled into Naruto’s embrace.

“I love you too,” she told him. “The best love is always from your best friend.”

She had never called him her best friend before. Naruto moved Sakura closer to kiss her again until he noticed something.

“Sakura-chan, it’s ruined,” Naruto exclaimed when he saw the blood that was staining her white comforter.

“Don’t worry about it,” she told him. “This thing is a bad memory of Sasuke. I needed a reason to finally discard it, and him, from my life. And I’ve replaced it with someone who has always been there for me.”

Naruto held Sakura closer. He was always there for her, and he planned to always be there for her. This day only proved it.