Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Caught part two; Redemption ❯ chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

He thought of himself as a logical man and as one he should understand that the girl you knocked out and left on a bench, tried to kill a few times, and insulted in multiple ways, would find another man. Even if she was, at one point, obsessed with him, like many other fan girls, she was still expected to find somebody else. He left. He wasn't there. He betrayed her.

 

He was lucky she wasn't married or hadn't already popped a few kids out…

 

…did she?

 

It never occurred to him that maybe she had already had a family. What if she had a husband? No, she wouldn't have slept with him is she did. But what about children? Did she have a mini Sakura around…

 

..,what if he got her pregnant.

 

Pregnant…

 

Shit…

 

…

 

Fuck!

 

He knew that she, as a female ninja, was required to track her period and ovulation. There was no way she was pregnant. She was sensible enough to not allow somebody, even if that somebody was him, to do something like that to her when there was a risk like that. The thought that maybe she would do it to keep him there crossed his mind but he quickly shut it out. She would never bring a child into the world under those circumstances, not to mention she wouldn't want to give her ninja lifestyle up quite yet.

 

Taking in a breath he sighed and went back to the issue at hand.

 

Shikamaru.

 

The lazy genius.

 

Shikamaru….

 

He knew that he had no right to be angry, but he couldn't help it.

 

He wasn't jealous DAMN IT!

 

Just angry…angry that Shikamaru, or anybody for that matter, would mock him is such a way. It was as if the bastard was trying to piss him off.

 

The fact that the Nara prodigy had touched Sakura in the most delicate of places had nothing to do with his anger…no jealousy!

 

…

 

…

 

Ok so he was irritated. NOT JEALOUS!

 

Questions started to run through his head. Images he didn't wish to think up gave him chills of disgust.

 

That ass's hands were on her.

 

His penis penetrated her.

 

…

 

Did she enjoy it more?

 

Did she give him that look that begged him for more?

 

Did she like him?

 

Did they have a relationship? Why weren't they together now?

 

…

 

Did that jerk hurt her?

 

Was he gentle during her first time?

 

…

 

…

 

Was it her first time?

 

Taking a deep breath he let it out. It was obvious he was letting his imagination run away with him.

 

He was a logical man.

 

Sakura would never sleep around. If she slept with Shikamaru there was a reason. A good reason. What the reason was he wasn't sure, but he had every intention of finding out. He couldn't see Sakura sleeping with a horde of people. Maybe ONE other person and of course he would be none other that Naruto. She would only let somebody who she trusts, somebody who truly cares for her, to touch her, and there's no one that treasures her more than Naruto.

 

Besides, he could use a lesson or two before bedding the Hyuuga heiress…or ex heiress…unless he already did.

 

…

 

Eeewww

 

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“Are you serious?” Kiba's laughter was heard down the street from the infamous ramen stand they were currently eating at. Shikamaru, who was trying to keep his lazy `yeah so what' look going (but failing horribly), was sitting between a laughing Kiba, and choking Naruto- who attempted to inhale at the worse possible time. “You told Sasuke about that? What do you have, a death wish?” He continued to laugh between the fresh bite he shoved in his mouth.

 

Taking a moment to realize the danger he could have put himself in, Shikamaru just shrugged. He couldn't help but amuse himself with the fact that no one else, alive at least, had anything that could get a rise out of the last living Uchiha. Mr. Ice block himself.

 

Suddenly he found himself laying on the ground just about five feet from where he had been sitting, covered in what was left of his ramen. Oh, and his face hurt like hell.

 

Above him, stood a very red faced, probably from anger, and shaking Naruto.

 

“That was YOU?!?!” He roared.

 

“Hey man, calm down.” Kiba, who looked on with some kind of unusual cross of boredom and amusement, shook his head. “Naruto, there was obviously a reason for it.” He turned toward Shikamaru. “Isn't that right, Shika-Kun”

 

Shikamaru glared.

 

Kiba laughed.

 

Naruto stocked forward.

 

The ninja on the ground sighed before standing and brushing himself off, irritated that he now had to go home and change. “Its not what you think”

 

The other customers retreated due to Naruto's sudden increase in chakra. Hard to eat with all that pressure.

 

“Did you really sleep with her?” He demanded.

 

Shikamaru sighed. “Yes, but there was a reason for it”

 

“Like?” Kiba asked, looking over Naruto head from his seat. The most innocent look, with a good amount of amusement, was plastered all over his face.

 

“She was going on a mission where sleeping with the enemy had a 90% chance of occurring.”

 

No one spoke.

 

NO one moved.

 

Naruto's anger deflated, replaced with fear. “Did…did she have…to?”

 

He shook his head. “No, but just incase she wanted to loose her virginity to somebody she knew and trusted.”

 

Kiba started laughing. “That's it? And here I thought it was this huge scandalous thing. Way to disappoint Nara”

 

Shikamaru started to rub his temples.

 

“But, if she wanted somebody she trusted…then…why not me?” Naruto's arms were at his side, he head down, his eyes sad.

 

The genius turned to leave, “You were her first choice, but she couldn't find you.” He stopped just before the entranced and glanced over his shoulder, a small smirk on his lips. “It was during the reign of `the goddess'(caught part 1: goddess. The first part to this story), when you were nearly impossible to find after dark” He exited the ramen stand and headed down the street.

 

Finishing his ramen, Kiba threw some money (money he won from Naruto) for his, and Shikamaru's ramen- thought he'd been nice- and made his way to stand next to Naruto, who was still facing the door. Taking a glance down at the boy, laughter sprang forth from the ninja.

 

Naruto was starring at the place Shikamaru had been standing moments before. His face stuck in the largest sillies grin he had ever seen the man wear, complete with cheeks -or should he say his entire face- a shade of red that could put Hinata to shame.

 

Patting the man's back, Kiba walked from the Ramen stand, chuckling under his breath.

 

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“Naruto-Kun” Hinata called from the kitchen when she heard the front door open. (the reason why she is not stuttering will be addressed in Caught Part One. Something will happen that knocks the shy girl out of her.)

 

“Yeah, Hina-Chan” Naruto called, making his way into the kitchen. He stopped in the doorway. His eyes wide. His kitchen had been covered in fabrics, flowers, papers, posters, and a mountain of book sat on his table, his beaming fiancé setting behind them.

 

“Naruto-kun, come look at this. I like this color.” She buried her head in the book.

 

A smile spread across his face. Hinata Hyuuga. The woman of his dreams was so excited about marring him that she managed to gather all of these things to plan the wedding in just a few hours. It was as if she had been collecting them, waiting for the moment Sasuke came back.

 

Maybe she did.

 

How did he ever get so lucky?

 

He laughed once, walking around the table, stepping over ribbons that littered the floor, he stood behind his fiancé. Leaning down he wrapped his arms around her neck and kissed her cheek.

 

She giggled, before pointing at a centerpiece that took up the entire page of the book. A series of exotic red flowers, dark greenery, and a few hints of a long skinny yellow leaves and sticks sat in a tall, very skinny vase that sat in the middle of a round table. Lights and crystals hung from the vegetation, giving it a kind of romantic fairy tail feel. By the look of it, the whole thing manages to double as an umbrella that would shade everybody at the table, but the vase was so thin, that you could still see and communicate with the people across from you.

 

“I think this one” She turned her head and smiled. “will be perfect.”

 

Leaning in a few inches he gently brushed his lips against hers. “You want red and yellow as your wedding colors”

 

Her long dark purple hair, which was up in a messy bun, ticked the side of his neck when she giggled.

 

“Those colors represent a horde of memories that I would never give up” Placing a hand on each of his cheeks. Pulling him forward she kissed him. It didn't last long, for she pulled away after a moment. Just long enough to get her point across. “Now, I need you to talk with a certain owner of a ramen stand you happen to love about a ramen dinner fit for a Naruto on his wedding day.”

 

His face brightened. “Ramen? You will let me have ramen?”

 

She giggled again. “Only you, if you're good. Everybody else will be forced to eat whatever I choose for them.”

 

There was a pause as his face turned down into a frown. “Who will you have walk you down the isle. I mean…your father…”

 

She shook her head and smiled. “Neji. I will have Neji.”

 

“We should keep a chair empty for him. He would appreciate it”

 

Running her fingers across his cheeks she kissed him gently. “Thank You”

 

“Anything for you”

 

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She stood, starring out the window of her office. Her arms wrapped around her large breasts.

 

Everything seemed to finally settle. The sun had long since set. Danzo had been beheaded immediate. Homura was executed while he lay in a coma. They used a poison that they had injected into his blood stream. It works immediately, without pain.

 

Not that it would have mattered.

 

Koharu currently sat in a chair with the ANBU interrogation squad. From what they were told, Ibiki and her came to an agreement. She will give them whatever information she had if they promised not to torture her, and give her a swift painless execution.

 

There were two problems now. The two missing ROOT members and team Eagle.

 

Being that Orochimaru had been from Leaf, he and his sins were the responsibility of the village. There was indeed too much damaged caused by him for their one village to handle. They couldn't rebuild all of the villages he destroyed. They couldn't bring the men he killed back to life, but they could try to cure the men he tested on. Sakura had headed that department, and starting at sunrise, Suigestu will be her new assistant. Juugo would be kept at the hospital along with the others.

 

Karin will be tutored and trained.

 

Tsunade sighed.

 

Kakashi was her first choice in handling the young chakra tracker, but he and his nin dogs just left on a mission to track down the remaining members of root.

 

Turning around she glanced around her office.

 

She did her job.

 

It was time to pass the torch.

 

Naruto Uzumaki, the Sixth Hokage.

 

Hokage Uzumaki.

 

Has a nice ring to it.

 

Now all she had to do was figure out when.

 

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This was awkward.

 

His team had rooms at the hospital, while he was left to fend for himself. Which led him to Naruto's couch, listening to the happy couple discussing wedding plans.

 

Every once in awhile one, if not both, of them would call to him from the kitchen asking for his opinion. He didn't care. They could get married in a sewer wearing potato sacks for all he cared. All he wanted was the annoying couple to go into their room and leave him be. He had to prepare himself for the interesting day he was going to have. He needed to get his home back and torture the Nara prodigy.

 

The thought of whether or not he should look for the pink haired nin medic crossed him mind, but then he remembered his plans regarding Shikamaru, and didn't look forward to her anger.

 

Finally, Naruto hand picked Hinata up bridal style, and was currently making his way toward their room, giggling happily along the way.

 

It was obvious when they had in mind, and he defiantly didn't want to be in the apartment while being forced to listen to `that'.

 

“Don't worry Sasuke” Naruto smirked, once he reached his bedroom door. “I had to learn a sound binding jutsu or we would have been evicted by now.” The door slammed.

 

A chill of discuss run through his body as he leapt from his temporary bed on the couch and grabbed his shoes.

 

There was no way in hell he was staying here while Naruto fucked his woman in the other room.

 

Another chill ran through his body as he ran out the door.

 

He defiantly needed a distraction.

 

Walking down the lit streets of his home town memories started to resurface. All the memories with his family, with team 7, and ones of pain and loneliness.

 

Ones of betrayal.

 

Sakura was right. She was right about everything, though hell would freeze over before he admitted to that out loud.

 

His family were definitely idiots to try and take over the village. It wouldn't just affect the Fire Country, but the whole world. Thousands would die. They were being selfish and greedy. Not very good qualities in a Hokage, or any leader for that matter.

 

The elders had no right to have his family killed. There were other ways to deal with it. They just chose the easiest way, the one way that would put the blame on somebody else.

 

That somebody else.

 

Itachi was a genius. He would have known that there were other ways, still he chose to kill them all. He really was week. Allowing himself to be seduced by the elders words. But then again. Itachi was a genius. He must have known something that no one else did, being a double agent, that would have caused him to think that killing everybody was the best choice.

 

But his mother. His mother was an Uchiha by marriage. She didn't have any ninja abilities that he knew of…or maybe she did. Far as he knew, she was the daughter of a very wealthy businessman with aristocratic blood. A very beautiful and well-educated young woman his father fell for immediately.

 

He didn't know what to think anymore, except that it was all behind him now. His brother was dead, the elders were gone, and his home would be returned. The last thing to do was restore his clan, which he didn't feel he was ready for just yet.

 

Remembering how his father was with him, and knowing how he is himself, being able to show emotions is key in keeping a family together. He needed to care for his wife and keep her satisfied in many different departments. His children will needed to feel loved and shown how important they are.

 

Showing emotions outright is not one of his best abilities, and he needed to find a woman that knew that. A woman he cared for that understood how he was and would be patient. A strong ninja with a great maternal instinct and pleasing to the eye.

 

Shaking his head he sighed.

 

He had time to think about this. His first step was to retrieve his house and find a job. He could work as a ninja, but Tsunade wasn't an idiot. She wouldn't let him leave the village for any excuse, which meant he was on D and C rank mission pay. He couldn't live off that. No doubt, once he left the village his family assets were taken into custody. Probably to help pay for the rebuilding of the village after the many battles that had taken it over the years. His second step would be to gain the trust of the village again, which shouldn't be too hard considering the trials earlier that day.

 

Then after everything had settle down, and all is good, he could start his family.

 

How many children did he want?

 

He didn't know. Four maybe. Four was a good strong number. Two sons and two daughters. Ones he would teach the proper ways to use their family justu's.

 

For a moment he felt a chill of excitement.