Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Caught part two; Redemption ❯ Chapter 11

He had nothing to do.

 

Sasuke wouldn't go as far as to say he was bored. It was still early afternoon and the nice breeze was making his outdoor meditation quite soothing. Meditation was indeed one of his favorite past times, just under training. It was just that he had been meditating for two hours now.

 

He didn't really have an agenda yet. Tsunade didn't have any mission for him, Sakura was busy, or so he assumed, and he didn't want to know what Naruto and Hinata were up to.

 

The morning was spent training. Sakura did a fine job on the grounds. She managed to create something that was perfect for the needs of an Uchiha. It made sense after all. It was an Uchiha compound.

 

There was a reason why he didn't like people to do things for him. This feeling he had towards Sakura was one that caused him great discomfort. Gratefulness, the want to do something nice for her, this over all feeling of helplessness. He was strong. He didn't needed help and his pride prevented him from saying a simple Thank You to the woman who gave him the home he lost. Who went out of her way to make sure his new home gave him comfort not pain.

 

He owed her. He didn't want to admit to it, but he owed her.

 

It wasn't in his nature to do something nice for a girl. Hell he told Karin repeatedly to shut the hell up and stop being annoying, and that was after she saved his life.

 

The pains of hunger started to build. He needed food. His furniture was set to arrive in less than an hour. He didn't have the time to go out for food. He'd just have to bare it until diner.

 

Standing he stretched his cramping muscles. Meditating for that long of a period was a bad idea.

 

Making his way toward the gate of the compound he thought it a good idea to wait for the deliverymen. He wouldn't put it past them, especially after the man face in the table store, to be curious enough about the new compound to arrive early to get the first glimpse.

 

He was right. Half of the deliverymen were already moving down the main street in a line. Every once in awhile one or more would stop to take a look around. Smiles and jaw dropping was not uncommon during these times. Shaking his head at their behavior he opened the front doors and the others that led from the entryway to the kitchen, dining room, and living room.

 

Walking out the front double doors he made his way down the street passing the deliverymen. They didn't seem to care too much that he just ignored them. He passed two men and a woman, who he recognized from the day before, pushing a care covered in boxes. Already knowing that those were full of things like toasters, lamps, rugs, dishes, curtains, silverware and etc, he chose to ignore them. Everything he had seen so far was supposed to be here. No idiots were trying to sneak in.

 

Reaching the gate he sighed his I'm annoyed and can't do anything about it sigh.

 

The other half of the deliverymen were standing outside the gate waiting for their turn to get it. Random civilians were standing around watching with interest.

 

And he didn't want attention drawn to him.

 

Leaning up against the outer wall he crossed his arms and watched the multitude of people enter his compound. For some reason they just kept going in, but not coming out.

 

Sighing again he knew that threatening them was the not the best way to make them leave his home. After all he wanted the villager to not hate him. He wouldn't mind them fearing him, but then his future kids may get the blunt end of his stupidity.

 

Seeing that the line was nearing its end, and the villagers were slowly making their way toward the gate, he moved to go back inside. A flash of pink caught his eye. Turning to his right he watched as Sakura and Shikamaru walked down the street that went perpendicular to him. It was only a few seconds, as they were walking rather fast, but that wasn't what bothered him. Her being with Shikamaru was understandable since they worked together on a number of projects, but the fact that she didn't even glance down his way, even with the specially the deliverymen were making, bothered him. How can you not notice they were there?

 

That and she was laughing at something the genius said.

 

Wasn't she supposed to be at the hospital?

 

How dare she! HOW DARE SHE!!!

 

Was she a whore or something?!?!?

 

Hearing scuffling of feet behind him he glanced over his should to see the villagers backing away from him with their eyes wide.

 

He let his restraint and Chakra go.

 

Turning back around he closed his eyes, taking a few breaths. Control. He was about control. No one got the better of him.

 

Turning around, his emotions guarded once again, he nodded respectably to the villagers before entering through the gates. He didn't miss the smiles on the people's faces.

 

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“Those bastards” Sakura growled.

 

Across from her desk Shikamaru sat, looking professionally board as normal. “Indeed.” He sat up. “The mission starts immediately. Your normal rounds have been given to another medic. However, your special ward will need to be taken care of by you. No one else had the knowledge to take care of those people like you. With the exception of two meetings, which have already been scheduled for your convenience, we can work on the text book after your rounds.”

 

Sakura smiled. “Shikamaru, why are you acting so professional?” She questioned. Leaning forward she placed her chin on her hand. “Is there something bothering you?” A wicked gleam was defiantly present in her eyes.

 

The genius flinched.

 

Sakura laughed “You're afraid of Sasuke”

 

His glare only made her laugh harder.

 

“Don't worry. He doesn't care enough to seek out revenge, or punish you in anyway.”

 

He huffed. “Right. Lets just get this over with. I don't want to deal with these old goats longer than I have to. We have our first meeting with them at 2. Be ready. Oh and Sakura”

 

She smiled at him curiously.

 

He smirked back. “Keep your anger in check this time”

 

She glared.

 

The next few hours were spent doing her normal rounds, but this time she added an extra paper to each file regarding the patient's family and their plans after they leave the hospital. Those who didn't have anywhere to go had `candidate' in big bold letter written across their folder. She managed to visit half of the patients today. It was a record.

 

People seemed generally better. Their spirits seemed to have lifted, and as a doctor, she knew that high spirit helped recovery.

 

The thing that surprised her however, was catching Suigetsu sitting back with the young fish girl from the day before. They were eating ramen -which he had to have brought himself- and she was giggling over something he said. She didn't have the heart to interrupt them.

 

So far everything was turning out good. There were only eleven people and/or couples that had nowhere to go. The couples that were included with these eleven, and those who weren't included, were made of people who met in the prisons and could share each others pain.

 

Excited wasn't a strong enough word to explain how she felt. Once she had the numbers that needed a home, then she could break the news to them that Sasuke was giving them a place to live. She couldn't wait! Just a few more days!

 

She was so proud of her old teammate!

 

Returning to her office she had to beat back the blush.

 

She had just enough time to place the folders she had been caring into the piles they needed to be in on her desk, take off her jacket, and brush her hair before Shikamaru arrived.

 

Leaving the hospital Sakura smiled at Shikamaru “You still nervous?” They decided to go around the long way, which actually didn't take as long. The `short way' took you through the main streets of the shopping districts. Going around it sounded like a better idea.

 

“I am not nervous. I simply do not want to deal with the troublesome uchiha.” He shouldn't have said it, but he couldn't help himself. Maybe he was a glutton for punishment. “Did he pull your leg up like I told him too” And here comes his amused smirk.

 

She stopped in the middle of the street for a moment while he kept walking. Did he just say what she thought he said? Laughing she caught up with him. “Is that what you told him?”

 

Chuckling he shrugged. “More or less”

 

Neither noticed the angry dark eyes bored holes in them.

 

“No wonder you're afraid. You aren't worried about his possessiveness. You're worried about threatening his manhood” She laughed again. “Dear god Nara. I'd be afraid too”

 

He shrugged again, trying to pass it off as nothing, when in reality, his stomach tightened.

 

Reaching the large building that was the school, they walked right inside, heading for the conference room. Being that they did this a year before hand they knew exactly where to go and by their luck, every member of the counsel were there waiting.

 

The counsel was made up of nine of the oldest farts all of the village. They were cranky, thought of themselves as `special', and were stuck in their old ways.

 

Not a good combination for those in charge of the education of the village.

 

The two ninja's stopped at the head of the long table. Four people sat on either side and a single person sat at the end. They all looked upon the two with great distaste.

 

“Is there something we can you do for you children?” The man at the end questions in just a way that seemed almost rude.

 

“Yes, to be taught the correct history” Sakura snapped back.

 

Shikamaru sighed. “Sakura, you promised”

 

“I did not in any way use the word promise.” Her glare still set on the man across from her.

 

He sighed again. “Damn woman” he mumbled. Looking up at the old goats he hardened his resolve. “Explain yourselves” Shikamaru demanded. He wasn't in the mood for beating around the bush. Besides these men only responded to threats and power.

 

The man at the end of the table scoffed. “You come here, into our establishment, acting like you own the place. Show some respect boy”

 

“You have to be respectable to be shown respect.” Shikamaru nearly growled.

 

“Why you”

 

“Enough” Shikamaru started. “We are here by orders of the Hokage. We will have your full cooperation or you will be removed.” He wasn't normally like this, and by the amusement rolling of Sakura in waves, he was going to hear about his `coolness' later. It was just that last time they dealt with these men they were rude and didn't really seem to care about anything but the power they held. They went through hours of unnecessary arguments, and he REALLY didn't want to have to deal with them again. “Explain yourselves”

 

There wasn't really too much of a silence before the same man's cocky voice was heard. “There is nothing to explain.”

 

“It seems you have forgotten that you could be arrested and held for treason.” Shikamaru glared.

 

Sakura scanned the room checking for anything that could be a trap. “You disregarded the Hokage's orders and taught incorrect history to the children of the village.” Sakura placed her hand on the long table. “We are here to correct this injustice and to make sure it will never happen again.”

 

“and what can you do, little girl” the man sneered.

 

She stood up straight. Her professionalism taking hold. “Its simple really. We will just have you replaced”

 

“You can't do that” the man growled. “You don't have the power”

 

“But the hokage does, and she gave up the power to do as we please to ensure the children get a proper education, and that includes removing any people that could be preventing that” Shikamaru replied.

 

“Hmph, you're bluffing”

 

“try us” Sakura smirked.

 

“I don't care why you did it. All I care about is whether or not you are going to corporate with us.” Both ninja's stood side by side with their arms crossed. They both looked in the face of every man at the table.

 

“Fine” The man at the end of the table spoke.

 

“Good” Shikamaru nodded. “First you are to replace the text books with the ones we provided. Second you are to require every person seeking out a higher education takes a history class with text book we will be providing.”

 

That man at the head of the table smiled again. “Of course boy, but I have a request”

 

Sakura shook her head, knowing that Shikamaru was going to be sucked into something he really really didn't want to have to deal with.

 

“I request that you hold a eight week seminar that covers the books for those seeking a higher education. After all no one knows the history better than the village genius. Wouldn't want the student to miss out on the educational opportunity of a life time”

 

Shikamaru's face was priceless. It was a mixture of disbelief and horror.

 

“You will receive our full cooperation if you agree to this” The man smiled knowingly at the genius.

 

Sakura giggled.

 

“You have got to be kidding”

 

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Four days later…

 

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He needed his control and slowly he was loosing it.

 

Uchiha's didn't loose their heads.

 

The last four days were spent doing degrading D and C ranked missions for the Hokage. It didn't bother him as much as he thought. Catching that idiot woman's terrified cat was a good memory stimulant. He had to lift things for an old lady and even help a mother with four kids and a husband on a mission shop for food. These things were indeed degrading but the feeling of living in the village again was well worth it. He traveled for so long that being in one spot, with his own home, and -dare he say it- being around people, seemed to take a little of that wait off his shoulders.

 

Though he was annoyed to find his fan girls were still there, with the exception of the females of the rookie nine and team Gai.

 

Everything was going fine, except for Sakura. She hadn't come to see him. She hadn't sent any kind of message regarding the homes in his compound.

 

He wouldn't say he missed her, but there was something…just something wrong with this. Maybe it was because she spent all of her time, that wasn't in the hospital, with Shikamaru.

 

He stayed away from her. He avoided the hospital and didn't approach her when he saw her in public.

 

It was killing him.

 

He was plagued with dreams of their endeavors on the rooftop and against the tree. The feeling of her around him. Her moans. Her smell. Her taste.

 

And she was spending all of her time with Shikamaru.

 

He wasn't jealous. He didn't care.

 

It was the principle of the thing and he was going to make sure she knew that.

 

That night he was standing in the shadows across the street from her apartment complex glaring up at the window. It was well into the night, around 10 and Shikamaru just left with a smirk on his face.

 

It was time.

 

He was going to go in there and lecture her with the best glares he had at his disposal and demand answers for her behavior.

 

He had already assumed that they were working on a mission together, and if the rumors were true then it was dealing with the educational system and writing a textbook. That wasn't so bad, but the late nights with the Nara genius was. They were always cooped up in her apartment for hours. They were together during lunches, don't ask how he knew that, and dinner. She even called him Shika-kun.

 

Unacceptable!

 

But he wasn't loosing his cool.

 

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She giggled.

 

Looking down at the horribly drawn picture of the men of the educational board with random objects sticking out of their butts, explaining their ill attitudes.

 

Shikamaru really couldn't draw.

 

Placing the picture down she looked around her living room. Sighing at the mess her and the Nara genius made she stood. There were papers all over the wall. Organized ciaos with an insane amount of information that only Shikamaru can remember. Picking up the mugs and plates from their dinner, dessert, and tea. Placing then in the sink she turned the water on, a lovely smile on her face.

 

They had spent the last twenty minutes of their long day talking about the blond sand nin, Temari, and her trip to the village the next week. Jounin exams were coming up and the preparations were needed. A naughty kind of smirk spread across her lips as she began to rinse her now clean dishes.

 

Like they were going to prepare for the exams.

 

She laughed at her thoughts.

 

Those obviously has feelings for each other, but refused to speak to the other about it. If they would just get it off their chests it would be an issue anymore. He may even get laid. Though from what Shikamaru said about the last time she was there, the sex might come first.

 

Temari and her straightforward naughtiness.

 

Drying her last dish she placed them back in the cupboard.

 

Turning she made her way into the bathroom.

 

She hoped those two got together soon.

 

Stripping down she turned the shower on. It didn't take long for the water to heat. Her shower was soothing. The smell of her shampoo was relaxing. She loved the smell of fruits.

 

Reaching for the faucets she turned the water off and grabbed for one of her towels. Drying off she wrapped the towel around her head and stepped out of the bathroom.

 

Not even two steps out of the bathroom and she was shoved against the wall of her hallway. Looking up into familiar dark eyes she felt his hand grab just under her thigh and lift it. The towel around her waist shifted the actions of her thigh. He pushed his hardened member, still trapped under his pants, against her hot folds. His free hand resting on the wall next to her head.

 

He pressed up against he harder, pulling the towel from her head and digging his nose into her newly washed hair. He groaned in pleasure.

 

He rubbed his clothed member against her.

 

“Sasuke” She moaned. Her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing him in for a mind-blowing kiss.