Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Caught part two; Redemption ❯ Chapter 10

Still stuck in his moment of shock he tried to give her his undivided, or partially divided attention.

 

“There are a great number of people that have no where to go because of Orochimaru. A great number of people who worship the ground you walk on, for killing the snake sennin and setting them free.”

 

“You mean the people at the hospital?” He questioned. He had a feeling she would say something like that, but that thought was pushed to the back of his mind as the sent of her conditioner reached his nose. Memories, including digging his face into her hair while pushing his hardened manhood as deep into as possible, ran through his head.

 

His hands twitched with the need to touch her. He leaned in, his lips hovering just over ear.

 

He stopped when the face of that bastard Shikamaru clouded out their love maki…sex!

 

She held back the shutter from his moist breath playing across her neck. “Yes, those I have healed, or are healing. The majority of them have places to go back to, but there are a few that lost everything, including their villages. Orochimaru massacred a few clans as well, keeping one or two survivors for his own selfish gain. They need a place to stay.”

 

“And you want me to let them live in the Uchiha compound?” He was unable to completely remove his nose from her neck and hair.

 

He cursed his weakness.

 

She nodded. “At least until your children grow and need a place to live. You have a good four generations to go before your clan can return to its former glory.”

 

It made sense when he thought about it. Instead of having a large empty compound, or miniature city, why not fill it with people who worshiped the ground he walked on? Not that he wanted to lead a whole lot of people, but he didn't want the whole place to remain a ghost town. Besides, having people around could help the money flow for Kohona and his `mini village in a village'.

 

“hn” was all he gave her and apparently it was all she needed.

 

Turning around she smiled at him the biggest most pride filled smile he had ever seen somebody give him. “Thank you Sasuke!” Taking a few pride filled steps toward her box she opened it. “I can't wait to tell them. These people have nothing. No clothes, no personal possessions of any kind. I will have to take them out, one person, or family, at a time to buy them things. New furniture will be needed, and materials to start up small business for them, if they want. There is a young girl that can make the best pork buns I have ever tasted”

 

“Sakura” He needed her to stop talking. He really did. Not an hour ago his nerves were going haywire with the thought of getting his home back, then they nearly exploded when he saw the state his home was in -explode in a good way- and now this feeling was rushing over him. A feeling of something nice. Something good. A feeling you get when you do something nice for somebody with out them asking.

 

This was too much for him to handle in one day.

 

“Sorry” she mumbled, a little embarrassed. She was just so happy. She didn't actually think he would say yes, but he did, and now she had great news to tell her patients. Standing she turned around and held something out to him.

 

Taking it he examined it. A checkbook?

 

Opening it he nearly gasped.

 

Nearly.

 

Uchiha's don't get caught off guard often. Besides he was told that he was getting thirty-five million. Seeing it on paper just seemed to make it a little more real.

 

“The keys to the other houses are in the box along with a copy of the deed to the compound. The real copy is with the Hokage. You have access to it whenever you want.” She smiled. “Since its only 1:30 do you want to come with me to pick out your new furniture?”

 

He just looked at her like she was crazy, his checkbook in hand.

 

“I don't trust your decorating skills. Come on”

 

The moment she turned, assuming he was following her, his chest did this funny restricting thing.

 

Was she really going to spend more money on him?

 

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“I don't know Sasuke, I see you as more of a traditional type. I'm thinking a light colored lowered Japanese style table, with a nice Ino styled floral center piece.”

 

Sasuke's afternoon wasn't so bad. Sure he had to deal with Sakura, and shopping, and girly crap, but it wasn't that bad. It almost felt like…almost like…he wasn't sure. Something warm and fuzzy. Something that came from being around Sakura.

 

Looking at the table she suggested he did agree with her, but then again, he did like chairs.

 

“The lower table for the dining room and a small one with four chairs for the kitchen.”

 

It was his first real comment. Something that Sakura didn't expect. Her mouth dropped, but she refused to let him see it. Good thing she was facing the table and not him. If she were to make a big deal about something like this then it would take away from the chances that he will do it again.

 

“You know what?” She started. Turning around she smiled at him. “That's a great idea. I didn't think about the kitchen.” Turning back around she picked out a plain black table and four chairs. Looking over a wall of different cushions she grabbed four blue ones, making sure they would fit on the black chairs. Paying for the cushions and tables she gave them the address of the Uchiha Compound.

 

The owner of the store's eyes widened when she explained where her purchases were to be sent. His eyes fell on Sasuke. It was only a moment before the man's lips perked up into a nice smile. He seemed generally happy to hear that the compound was being used once again.

 

Taking her receipt they left the store side by side.

 

“Ok, we need a five beds. Four of them can be twins if you want but I think that a large bed would be better for your room. It would look odd to have a small bed in such a big space.” Looking from one shop to another she finally found one selling bed frames and mattresses. Turning around to Sasuke she shook her head. His arms were crossed and his eyes closed. His scowl wasn't in place, just a very relaxed looking face. She opened the door for him. “Come on Sasuke. Do you have any idea what kind of bed you want?”

 

Walking past her into the store he grunted.

 

Taking that as a `no' she nodded.

 

To Sasuke the store was actually quite interesting, not that he'd admit to it. The store was large and sectioned off to create the feel of separate bedrooms. Walking from room to room he was able to see what kind of décor each bed frame and comforter fit with.

 

Sakura's legs looked good in her medic skirt.

 

Mentally smacking himself he continued to wonder the store with Sakura. Picking out the four bed frames and some mattresses for his guest bedrooms she moved onto the larger beds. She walked around a few, pressing down, getting a feel for each one.

 

Images of her laying on the bed, completely bare to him, with an equally bare Shikamaru between her legs cause him to cringe. Shaking his head and turned toward another bed she was examining. To his horror he couldn't help but imagine her laying over the bed; Shikamaru behind her. The sound of their skin slapping together filled his ears.

 

God, he was going crazy!

 

He didn't even want to have sex with her again…

 

…ok he wanted to have sex with her, but he shouldn't. Nothing good could come of it. Besides, he was an Uchiha! Uchiha's didn't go around necking with random girls. They married respectable woman and produced strong heirs.

 

Following sakura through another door they entered a large room full of couches. Immediately she went for a light brown one that held a certain modern feel too it. Bending over the back of it she patted the cushions. The fabric of her skirt pulled tightly around her perfect ass.

 

Sasuke shuttered.

 

For a moment he wondered what it would feel like to bend her over that couch and entered her from behind. His hardened manhood reaching impossible depths. Her back arching in pleasure as he grabs her hair. His name leaving her lips, caressed by moans of pleasure. Her hot pussy pulling at his dick, begging for the release only he could give her.

 

What the fuck?!?!

 

He didn't need this!

 

His pants felt a little tight.

 

He growled in annoyance.

“Sasuke? Is something wrong?” Sakura questioned, looking over her shoulder, only slightly bent over the couch now.

 

“We are buying that couch” Sasuke replied, making his way to the owner.

 

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It was hard for her to admit it, but that bastard Sasuke was addicting. She knew she felt something for him. Lust for sure, but there was always that twinge of something more that she could never fully get rid of, and she tried over the last few days. Really she did, but as they walked through town, buying things for his new home, it all came back. She loved him, and helping him felt as if they were buy thing needed for THEIR new home, not his.

 

She had it bad and she knew it.

 

Though she knew she wasn't the only one; at least for the physical part anyway. Every once in awhile she would catch him starring at inappropriate body parts of hers or growling in annoyance. It happened quite often in the few hours they spent together actually.

 

They weren't meant to be together. He could never love her the way she loved him. She was glad to get to sleep with him, and hangout with him -even though it was to buy his furniture. She already knew that nothing could come of it.

 

But that didn't mean it didn't hurt a little.

 

He would eventually have to find somebody to marry if he were to revive his clan. It would have to be a nice girl who could be a stay at home mom most likely. Somebody who be a baby-making machine for the sex god. Having his child -or even making it- didn't seem half bad, though not right now. Even marrying him…eventually…sounded almost nice. But being a stay at home mom. Yeah right. That wasn't for her. She still had years of work to do. Hundreds of lives are on the line.

 

She couldn't settle just yet.

 

To bad Sasuke wouldn't wait for her.

To bad he didn't love her.

 

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Random emotions played across her face as she sat next to him at Naruto's favorite ramen stand. He could read every emotion, but what confused him was the strange order they came in. Her mood seemed to go up and down and around in some kind of confusing roller coaster. How could she deal with that?

 

He took a bite of his ramen as he watched her take a bite of hers.

 

She really was deep in thought.

 

He wanted her. His body wanted her. He couldn't deny it anymore. He needed to keep his distance from her, but that didn't seem possible. They were part of the same team. She was going to be finding residence for his compound. He'd have to go on missions with her. She was most likely going to be his doctor, she was everybody elses.

 

There was no way to fully get rid of her, and it didn't seem too bad.

 

Distance was key in keeping his head on and his penis in his pants. She had this sex appeal that drove him crazy. No wonder Shikamaru slept with her.

 

He glared at his ramen.

 

SHIKAMARU!

 

Why him? Why did she choose him?

 

Shaking his head he ate another bite.

 

He didn't like the thought of that man touching Sakura. He didn't know if it was his possessive nature or that fact that, that lazy ass didn't deserve her. He didn't care. Its not like it's any of his business anyway. This happened before he came back…didn't it?

 

…

 

…

 

He needed answers. Now all he had to do was find a way to ask her about it without sounding like the ass he was sure he was.

 

“FOREHEAD! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!?!”

 

Problem solved.

 

He didn't bother turning toward them.

 

Ino, face scrunched in anger, hand in fists at her side, and a deadly glare focused on Sakura herself.

 

Sakura sighed. She defiantly knew what Ino was talking about. “Its not what you think Ino”

 

Sasuke didn't dare interrupt, besides he was positive he was going to get the answers he wanted. Just staying where he was, eating, and seemingly ignoring everything around them seemed like the best way of accomplishing his goal.

 

“DON'T LIE”

 

What is it with the blonds in this village and being loud?

 

“What exactly do you know?” Sakura turned in her chair, facing Ino with the look of professionalism. It was a tricky thing dealing with Ino on something like this, even though they were friends again.

 

“You slept with Shikamaru” Ino growled.

 

“Yes” short and blunt.

 

Sasuke had to hold back the growl at her admitting to it. He'd almost wished she denied it.

 

Ino's face slackened at Sakura's honesty. She was so sure she'd have to beat Sakura into submission before she admitted to it. “Why?” it came out almost like a croak.

 

“I don't see how that is any of your business.”

 

Ino took a step forward. “He's my teammate, my brother, and you're my best friend. How the hell did I not know about this? I mean, I tell YOU about everything.”

 

Sakura sighed. That was true. “It was for a mission”

 

Both Sasuke's and Ino's eyes widened; Sasuke's went unnoticed.

 

“A mission? That's crazy, how would you two sleeping together help complete a mission” Ino pointed her long accusing finger and the pink hair nin.

 

Sakura closed her eyes and sighed again. “Because I was assigned to a mission that had an almost definite chance of sleeping with the enemy.”

 

Ino gasped. That was the most horrible kind of missions for a female nin. “Did you…?”

 

Sakura shook her head with a smile. “No”

 

Both Sasuke and Ino released the breath they were holding.

 

“Why Shika though?” Ino asked, no longer angry, but curious. “Why not Naruto or Neji?”

 

Sakura laughed. “Neji? Can he even get turned on? No I originally wanted Naruto, but that he wasn't home. I later found out from Kiba that during the time I needed his help Naruto disappeared at night to train in some forbidden way, whatever that means.” Sakura smiled happily.

 

Ino laughed. “How the hell did you bring this up to Shikamaru? `hey shika-kun, you want to strategically pillage my village', I mean come on” Ino's eye started to fill with tears. “Did he lay there and let you do all the work.” Ino laughed harder. “I bet he did, that lazy ass”

 

Sakura blushed. “Actually he was quite…useful. Knowledgeable if you will”

 

There was complete silence before Ino started a whole new round of laughter. Her face turned red, she clutched her stomach. “Oh god” she was looking oxygen. “Useful, HA” she turned around and wobbled toward the door. “God Sakura, I love you… Useful… that's great”

 

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Ever since the death of Asuma his lazy side left him.

 

That's not entirely accurate. He had his moments, but due to his intelligence, and special jutsu's he had become one of the most sought out ninja's in the village. If he wasn't in an office talking with the other strategists, then he was leading a mission, getting ready for some exam or event, or even teaching at the academy.

 

Usually he didn't want to go on missions. He wanted to be able to take a break and watch the clouds, but when he was on a mission he was on alert from the time he walked out of the gate to the time he took his first step in.

 

But this time he was happy when he was called to her office. He couldn't get over that feeling of impending doom stalking his ever movement; aka Sasuke Uchiha.

 

“Shikamaru” Tsunade spoke, walking into her large office.

 

He was seated at her desk, waiting for her to return.

 

“You called for me?” He sat up, prepared for anything she threw at him. Hopefully it was a long mission. A month at the least. Sasuke would have most likely forgotten about him by then.

 

“Yes I did” Tsunade sat at her desk, grabbing a textbook that sat off to the side, under a pile of scrolls. “I have a mission for you.”

 

For the first time in memory he felt like dancing.

 

“Last year I had you and Sakura rewrite the text books for the civilian elementary schools. The information they had was completely inaccurate and caused a great deal prejudice.”

 

Shikamaru nodded. He remembered.

 

“Well, it seems that the members of the civilian school board `edited' your version. The information is once again inaccurate. It seems that those who have learned the incorrect information either do not believe your version, or they spent years memorizing the wrong history and now have to learn it all over again. It was easier to just keep teaching the original version.”

 

Shikamaru frowned. Not only was this against the Hokage's orders and a punishable offence, but this meant that what he would inevitably have to do would be done in the village…with Sakura…

 

Sasuke was going to maim him.

 

“I need you to find Sakura and…discuss…this problem with the board. `Explain' to them that what they have done is not only offensive to their village and students, but their fellow ninja's, who sacrificed themselves to protect them and their families. Make sure they listen to you, even if you have to use your shadow jutsu's. If they give you too much trouble have them arrested and brought here to me. Afterwards I want you two to write another version for those pursuing a higher education so that they will be properly informed. The last part of this is to…negotiate…with the educational board requiring those of the higher education to take another history class, with the correct information.”

 

Sikamaru sighed in defeat. He had no choice. Not only did he have to stay in the village, work with the girl that could get him killed, but he had to `negotiate' with a bunch of uptight jerk offs.

 

“Yes, Tsunade” He knew the defeat in his voice was obvious but he didn't care at the moment. He doubt that she knew exactly why it was there to begin with.

 

“Good” She handed him a scroll. “I'm making this a B rank mission do to its importance, and difficulty. This will not be easy Nara, but I have faith in you.” She sat back in her chair with an amused smirk on her face. He watched him stand and walk toward the door. When his hand touched the handle she called out to him. “Oh and Nara” He turned toward her in wonder, and worry. “Don't let Sakura punch a hole in the hall again.”

 

Shikamaru grinned before closing the door behind him.

 

His grin fell from his face immediately as he tightened his hold on the scroll. He didn't want to have to go looking for Sakura. He was sure she was with Sasuke; the last person he wanted so see.

 

This was going to be the most troublesome week he's had in a long time.

 

*More lemons coming up. Sasuke's reaction to Shika as well. The story will be taking a more… provocative turn. Plenty of Lemonade for all! :P If any of you have something lemony you like then let me know. I have gotten a few requests in past story for up against the wall and one for oral during rides at an amusement park Lol l I'm doing this for you guys so whatever it is that you want. Thank you all for reading!! HUGS!!!*