Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The Sweetest Victory ❯ Would You Like Plums With That? ( Chapter 2 )

A/N: I'm glad everyone's enjoying this thing. I know I'm having fun writing it! ^__^ Sorry to disappoint anyone who doesn't like NaruSasu, though, but this fic will have it. It won't be anything explicit since this story's not NC-17, but there will be a few sexual situations. That's why I listed all pairings in the beginning. I don't want to surprise anyone with something they really didn't want to read. ^_^

 

Pairings: None this chapter, but eventual NaruSasu, NaruSaku, SasuSaku

 

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I just like to play with the characters from time to time. XD

 

The Sweetest Victory

Chapter 2: Would You Like Plums With That?

 

 

She rolled her eyes as her attempts at ignoring the nearby conversation failed. Did Naruto always have to be so loud? Shaking her head, Sakura resumed picking at her breakfast. She didn't really feel like eating, but if they were about to train, she knew she'd need something in her stomach. The only thing her body really seemed to want at the moment, though, was water and maybe some more sleep.

 

“And then,” Naruto continued in his usual overly boisterous voice between mouthfuls of food complete with over-exaggerated hand gestures, “He had the nerve to spend all my money on sake for these two women he had no chance with at all.”

 

Sakura's eyebrow twitched. `How many times is he going to tell everyone that damn story?' One glance at Sasuke told her he was thinking the exact same thing.

 

Kakashi, having inhaled his food at a record speed once again, only chuckled from behind his book as he waited for everyone else to finish eating, and Sakura couldn't help but wonder if he knew something she didn't. She'd always found that particular story rather sad. Pathetic even. Wasn't Jiraiya supposed to be one of the legendary Sannin? But then again, all three had turned out a little strange, hadn't they? Maybe that was where the amusement was, she decided.

 

Even though Naruto had finished his tale and had shifted his attention to finishing his food, the pounding in her head remained. Training was only going to make it worse, she realized, so Sakura began rerouting the chakra in her body and tried to focus healing energies to her head. Unfortunately, it took some serious effort, since the alcohol in her system had somewhat disrupted her energy flow. After a few minutes, though, the pain had lessened significantly. It was still an annoyance, but at least she'd be able to train.

 

The feeling of contentment quickly passed, though, as Sakura felt eyes on her once again and looked up only to find Naruto and Sasuke quickly devouring their rice. Okay, that was seriously getting annoying. She knew they were watching her, waiting to see if she'd react and hoping to catch her discomfort in being near their team leader after this morning's illusion.

 

`Assholes. Both of them,' Inner Sakura muttered. `I still can't believe they fooled me so easily!'

 

When she thought about it, though, she had to admit (however begrudgingly) that her teammates had done a rather decent job with that genjutsu. She'd never been to Kakashi-sensei's place, so that part was easy enough to fake. The mask… well, none of them had seen him without it, so it only made sense to leave it on. In fact, she was glad they did. It would've been too much of a tease to think she'd seen his face only to find out later it was just an illusion. Besides, it seemed fitting in a bizarre Kakashi-sensei sort of way for him to still have it on while not wearing anything else.

 

What she couldn't figure out - and this one was driving her absolutely nuts - was when they'd seen her underwear. Had one of them gone through her stuff? Had they watched her change yesterday? Her eyes narrowed. She had to admit the idea of Sasuke spying on her didn't anger her nearly as much as it should have, but Naruto…

 

`Oh shit. What if one of them peeked while I was passed out?'

 

Inner Sakura was screaming expletives that would've made Kakashi blush. That was it. It didn't matter how they knew about her red and white polka dotted panties. She was going to smack them around severely. She felt the wood of her chopsticks begin to give and had to force herself to calm down before they snapped in her hand.

 

`I'm going to need something good to get them back with. I could do what they did and make them think they had sex with someone.' She snorted and quickly discarded the idea. `That wouldn't be much of a payback, would it? Unless… Oh ho ho! That's the one!' She knew what she was going to do and had to struggle to keep straight face at the thought. It was just a matter of waiting for the right moment.

 

Sakura took another bite of rice and decided she was definitely done. She dropped the chopsticks in the bowl and shoved it away from her. Her head felt better, but her stomach was still unsettled. `Maybe it's more from nerves than the hangover.'

 

“You didn't eat much,” Kakashi commented as he turned the page of his book.

 

“I'm not very hungry,” she shrugged, trying to act like it was nothing out of the ordinary.

 

“Well, if you're done, we should go,” Kakashi commented as he stood and slipped the book back in his pouch. The four of them paid for their meals and began their walk toward the training grounds.

 

Glancing down at the clothes she'd been wearing since the day before, she grimaced. She hadn't even brushed her teeth yet! Her mouth opened to tell them she'd meet them there in a few minutes, but she quickly stopped herself. No matter how icky she felt or how innocent it had been, she really didn't want to have to explain the situation to Kakashi. At least not at the moment. The less she had to be subjected to his evaluating stare today, the better.

 

`I'm a shinobi. I can handle a day without basic hygiene,' she tried to tell herself, unable to keep from cringing. At least she wasn't the only one who hadn't been home yet. Sakura took great pleasure in knowing that Sasuke was feeling just as grungy as she was.

 

The group took to the trees once they made it to the edge of the woods with Kakashi in the lead and Sasuke several meters off to the side. Naruto appeared right next to her with a devious grin on his face.

 

“Liking the view, Sakura-chan?”

 

She gave him a sideways glance before looking ahead to see what he was babbling about. Kakashi was in front of them, bending into a crouch each time he landed on another branch. She rolled her eyes.

 

“This is me ignoring you,” she smirked.

 

Naruto seemed to think about it for a second. “Well, I guess that wouldn't be much compared to the eye-full you got this morning.”

 

Her eyebrow quirked upward at that comment. “What? Sensei in a sheet?” She almost laughed. He had a nice chest. She'd admit that, but it was still just a chest. Not exactly what she'd call an eye-full.

 

“Oh, yeah right. Come off it. We saw you peek. I had no idea you were such a naughty girl.” The blonde's smile got impossibly wider as he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

 

Sakura grimaced, thinking Naruto looked entirely too amused by that idea.

 

“But man, you should've seen Sasuke's face. I thought his eyes were gonna fall out of his head,” he snickered.

 

Her jaw clenched almost painfully, and she was sure she was blushing. `Damn it, damn it, damn it!' Inner Sakura growled. `Okay, calm down. Payback is already planned. Keep your cool until then, Sakura.'

 

She took a deep breath before smirking and turning back to her teammate as she cracked her knuckles.

 

“You know something, Naruto, I think you like getting your ass kicked, otherwise you wouldn't ask for it so much. I didn't know you were such a masochist.”

 

He stared at her in confusion for a moment, and she had to resist the urge to gloat. “Maso-what?”

 

“Masochist. It's someone who gets off on pain.”

 

“Whoa, you really are a pervert, aren't you?” he laughed in surprise.

 

She was unable to stop herself from smacking him upside the head.

 

“No, dumbass. I'm a medic. Not all the injuries we treat happen in battle.”

 

Naruto blinked slowly as he absorbed that little tidbit. Suddenly he turned toward her, his face a mixture of shock and annoyance. “And you never thought to share this information?!”

 

Sakura burst into a fit of laughter, momentarily forgetting she was supposed to be angry with him.

 

~*~

 

Their training session had been long and irritating. Her teammates still seemed to be anticipating some sort of reaction from their tacky illusion. Naruto even had the gall to glance at Kakashi then back to her and quirk his eyebrows suggestively. She was almost tempted to start flirting with the older man or kiss him or something just to give them something to actually gawk at.

 

`Don't let it get to you. You'll just give them more ammunition,' she kept telling herself. Freaking out would only clue them in on just how much this morning had unsettled her. She could wait for revenge so long as their goading didn't escalate beyond what it already was. A few teasing comments and lewd gestures never killed anyone.

 

Instead, Sakura settled on burning up her aggression while sparring. Kakashi had split them up into pairs and traded with her halfway through, allowing her ample time to give each of them a satisfactory beating. That was enough to appease her bloodlust for the time being.

 

When the session ended late that afternoon, the three of them were sitting on the ground starving and worn out.

 

“Listen up. We have a mission tomorrow, so I hope you got whatever it was out of your systems. I don't want personal squabbles distracting anyone.” Kakashi's exposed eye shifted from one team member to the next waiting for their acknowledgement.

 

“Yes, Sensei,” the three grumbled in unison.

 

“Good. Let's meet up at the gate at 0700. We'll be spending at least one night away possibly two, so pack accordingly.”

 

The three nodded, and with that, Kakashi disappeared into the trees.

 

Sakura flopped backwards onto the grass as she stared up at the sky. Exhaustion was starting to get to her, especially since she didn't eat much of a breakfast, and they'd skipped lunch altogether.

 

“Man, I'm hungry,” she muttered, smiling to herself when her teammates mumbled their agreements. “I would kill for some of the old lady's fresh plums right now.”

 

“Strawberries,” Naruto interjected.

 

“Yeah, with a dash of sugar,” she agreed. “Or peaches. Maybe even some mangoes if she has any this time of year.”

 

“Alright, let's go,” Naruto decided as he hauled himself up off the ground and then moved to pull Sakura to her feet. She smirked inwardly. Sometimes it was just too easy. “Come on, Sasuke!” the blonde yelled over his shoulder at his other teammate.

 

“Whatever. I'm going home,” the dark-haired ninja mumbled.

 

Sakura was quickly dragged down the dirt road with Sasuke following. Not because he had any interest in accompanying them or anything, though. Their destination just happened to be in the same direction as his home.

 

“Naruto, slow down,” she complained, wrenching her wrist away from him so she could walk at a more reasonable pace.

 

“Eh, sorry,” he grinned sheepishly. “I guess I'm pretty hungry.”

 

“So I am, but I'm also freaking tired. We shouldn't have skipped lunch.”

 

“Yeah, Kakashi-sensei probably did that on purpose,” Naruto pouted.

 

“Well, if you two hadn't been acting like such obvious retards… Did you seriously think he wouldn't notice?” she growled as her arms crossed over her chest.

 

“Like he didn't notice you beating up Naruto on the way to breakfast?” Sasuke snorted. “Don't blame it all on us.”

 

Sakura's only response was a sideways glare as the trio finally made it to their destination. It was just a typical vendor stand as the lady didn't have enough stuff to need a large store, but this one always had the freshest produce. More than a few of the villagers speculated on what kind of connections the elderly woman had to always have such stock.

 

“Good afternoon,” the woman greeted when they approached. “Oh, look at what strong, handsome young men you two are becoming!” she added as she usually did. And as usual, Naruto grinned awkwardly while Sasuke seemed to ignore the comment altogether.

 

“And look at you,” she smiled, turning her attention to Sakura. “You must be happy about having such handsome teammates.”

 

“Oh, yes. They're definitely… something,” the pink-haired kunoichi smirked in response. Sasuke sneered at her but then rolled his eyes when she stuck her tongue out at him before turning her attention back to the vendor in front of them.

 

The woman had to be close to 70, Sakura guessed from the lines in her face and the spots on her hands. She was always friendly, and for a moment, the young kunoichi felt a twinge of guilt for what she was about to do. But then she remembered the obscene gesture Sasuke had made with his hand and mouth during their spar.

 

No, she'd feel no guilt over this at all. It was necessary, and payback would be oh so sweet.

 

Sakura quickly scanned over the bins until she found what she was looking for and snatched up three pieces of fruit.

 

“I'll take these.” She gave the woman the money and stuffed two of the plums in her bag. She was so hungry that she was going to eat the other one right there.

 

Taking a rather large bite of the fruit, Sakura moaned. She actually moaned! Hell, she didn't care. She was starving, and it was good.

 

“MMmmmm.” Her eyes closed in what looked like pure bliss. Even Sasuke paused to watch the spectacle. Her head tipped back just a bit, and a small bit of juice glistened on her lips. She swallowed the first bite and licked the juice away. “So good,” she groaned in a low, throaty voice.

 

Well, Naruto was sold, and Sasuke even seemed to consider it as he joined him in front of the portion of the stand that held the plums. Whether it was because of her production or their own hunger, she didn't know nor did it matter. They were right where she wanted them.

 

Sakura smirked and waited until the old woman turned around to sort through a crate behind the stand to make her move. She didn't really want her involved anyway, just her likeness. Quickly, her hands formed the seals, trapping the unaware teens in the jutsu.

 

Suddenly the woman appeared nude between Naruto and Sasuke with an arm draped over the shoulders of each.

 

“So which one of you hot, young things wants my mouth, and which one wants the other end?” she asked with a wide, toothless smile. “I have this trick I can do with my tongue…”

 

The jutsu didn't last long. Sakura suspected it wouldn't, but the looks on their faces proved the illusion had its desired effect. Besides, the moment those two decided it would be funny to make her think she'd given their sensei a show and a blow job, the competition shifted from quality genjutsu to shock value.

 

She bit her lip as her teammates turned and glared at her as they came back to reality. Naruto had stabbed himself in the hand with a kunai, while blood trickled from Sasuke's mouth apparently from biting his own tongue. The pair actually looked nauseous, and Sakura could no longer stifle her amusement at the situation. `Oh yes, payback's a bitch, huh, boys?'

 

“S..Sakura-chan?” Naruto sounded almost in pain, and it only made her laugh harder. She was hunched over, propped up with one hand on her knee. The other hand gripped her side as the muscles began to ache.

 

“Sorry, I'm not very hungry now,” the blond mumbled and turned to continue walking toward Sasuke's place. They were going to need a battle plan, it appeared. The youngest Uchiha glowered at Sakura a moment longer as she attempted to get control of herself before he turned to follow Naruto.

 

“See you guys tomorrow,” she called after them in a sing-song voice as she tried to stand up straight. The back of her hand rested on her overheated forehead as she tried to calm herself. She couldn't quit smiling for anything. Deciding that today hadn't turned out so bad after all, Sakura started off in the direction of her home, leaving a very bewildered fruit vendor to try to figure out what the hell happened.

 

~*~

 

TBC