Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Words Aren't Forgotten ❯ Plans ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Ura's back arched on the small cot as she released an agonized moan of pleasure.  Her eyes were shut tightly as she dug her nails into the pale back that belonged to Sasuke.  He bit down on her neck as he listened to her moan next to his ear.  His dick entered and exited quickly from her womanhood, sending Ura in a spiral of discomfort and ecstasy.  She squeezed the thin sheets beneath their naked, sweaty bodies, breathing roughly.

For days they remained in a village as the Sound Army pillaged the surrounding villages.  Ura had been an active partner in slaying shinobi and citizens who stood in her way.  Each night, she would be covered in blood and in tears once she was in front of Sasuke.  He would hold her, bathe her, and let her release her anger and nightmares in his seduction.  The Sound Army knew of her rendezvous with Sasuke and allowed her the personal time.  For Ura, she would go through the agony of having Sasuke fucking her, but it was only that to her.  Nothing more.  

Each night, he would release his own desire for her for hours, attempting to receive something she could not give to him.  Ura would endure his lust for her, but only try to imagine Gaara.  It was difficult when Sasuke was so different from Gaara in the act of sex.  Gaara would be shy at first, Ura would have to seduce him.  Sasuke, however, was more powerful and wanted to be in control.  So, Ura allowed Sasuke to be on top and have her in a regular woman's place.

Once Sasuke came into his orgasm, Ura felt him pull out for the night and rest himself on top of her.  He then rolled them over, holding Ura on top of him as he kissed her neck softly.  Ura knew she was committing a horrible act, she didn't love Sasuke and was only hurting him in the long run.  For the last few weeks, Sasuke has been doting to her on hand in foot.  He would tend to tasks that she could do herself or order others to her beck and call.  Ura didn't want to be the queen of the army, but she certainly didn't Sasuke parading her around.

Ura got off of Sasuke and started pulling on her clothes.  Sasuke sat up in protest and held onto her hips, “Where do you think you're going?”

“I have to go meet up with the generals and see how far they've gone,” Ura stated as she pulled away from Sasuke.

"You can do that tomorrow,” Sasuke commented as he held onto her wrist then.

"I've been spending too much time with you,” Ura sneered full of annoyance.

"You've enjoyed it though,” Sasuke got up and kissed her softly.

"To an extent, I have my obligations first,” Ura pulled away from Sasuke again.

He glared at her this time, exactly what he usually did when Ura denied him more than once.  Sasuke snatched her wrist again, tightly holding on to her wrist, “Stop this.”

Ura returned his glare and held up her wrist, “I can do what I want, let go.”

Turning her back on Sasuke, Ura left their small hut and fixed her uniform as she walked out into the twilight night.  She gazed up at the full moon, it was perfectly round to her, the shape of Gaara's eyes when he was content.  The wind whirled around her as she held her hands behind her back, it felt like the same night where she gave herself to Gaara.  She closed her eyes softly as a smile formed on her lips, she would never forget that night.  Even in death, she would recall that perfect night and hold on to the sweet memory.  

Such love she felt for Gaara, but... Ura came back to the world.  She was supposed to be dead, never to come back to the living world.  Though the spirit world was comforting where she was able to rest for years, she didn't want to go back so soon.  If she left at that moment, the world would be in distraught.  Osamu and Gaara would be left with all her mess to clean up.  Ura took in a shallow breath, she wouldn't let them do that again.

Sasuke exited the hut behind her, his shirt remaining off as he examined her.  After years of restful slumber, her body still had not aged.  She still had her youthful glow of when she was a loving mother and wife.  He narrowed his eyes on her, harboring affection towards her was like a curse.  Ura had teased him for so long, keeping his desire for her at bay with strengthen and lies.  Though he devoured what little affection she gave him, it hurt him more because he did not push himself to win her.  Sasuke glared at the ground, when this is over, what do you plan on doing?”

Ura remained gazing up at the moon, go home with Gaara, live out his years with him as his wife only.  After this, my days as a kunoichi will be done.  I will give that title over to the next kunoichi of sand and teach her all that I know.  But, my main job will be to dote on my true, natural husband.  I got what I wanted in my previous life, I don't plan on abandoning now with my final chance to live in this world.”

“You can change that.  You've been with Gaara for too long, you should find someone else.”

“}Like you?  Please, you've never impressed me.  You are always wanting what you can't have.  And, besides, I don't find you the type to settle down with.”

Sasuke grimaced at her words and...well, she was right on a few facts.  He walked over to her and touched her hand softly.  Was that what it was like when Sakura declared her love for him?  Guilt did not run through him as he rummaged through the old memories.  Girls desiring him, but only one caught his attention.  He felt her pull away from him and begin packing her weapons, “where are you going?”

“I have to go incognito to the Lightning Country and the Village Hidden in the Mist.  If I can tell the leaders my plan, with some money, I may be able to get rid of a quarter of the Sound Army.  Of course, their deaths will be a secret to the world and the rest of the Army.  Sasuke, with this information, you must travel back to your partner and tell him my motives.  In that way, Gaara will know i'm safe and my plans,Ura explained as she tied her hair in a bun, dawning on a face mask.

It seemed as if Ura denied him yet again at his foolish attempts.  She could see right through him and know he offered her nothing.  As Genin, he was intrigued by her use of the Sharingan.  As Jonin, he desired her wits and her body to be his own.  When they fought side by side to 'kill' Kabutome, he wanted nothing more than her love and attention.  Now, as active members to destroy Sound altogether, he wanted her approval one last time.  No matter where they were, Sasuke knew Ura would never be his to have.  Her heart was set on Gaara the entire time and she would stray, but she returned to Gaara with an open heart.  No woman, nor man, was truly perfect.  Ura was the ideal example.

“As you wish.”

"Oh, and Sasuke.”

"Hm?”

"This will be our last meeting.  Once I finish my plans, I do not plan to see you alone again.”

Silence.  A farewell that would be their final goodbye.  Ura glanced over her shoulder at Sasuke as he gazed at her with wide eyes.  He had to ask.  Sasuke may have been a man of few words before, and perhaps kept his pride in tact, but he had to know.  

“Did you ever feel something with me?”

If Ura had a beating heart, it would've stopped at those words he spoke.  She turned her head to where she could not see him.  Her head shook slowly as she smirked beneath her mask, ?'m afraid my living heart has always been with Gaara.”

With nothing left to say to him, Ura disappeared in a cloud of smoke.  Sasuke felt as if his world was taken from him yet again.  He kept it inside though, the woman he wanted to be with chose the same man again.  Maybe he should've taken Sakura when he had the chance, or possibly apologize to her one day.  Instead of disappearing like Ura, he just ran.

~Ura~

*Gaara, it's always been you, and it will always be you.  For the grace of that is holy, I have been resurrected one last time to see you.  Not even death has kept me from you,* Ura thought as she reappeared in front of the sacred village where mist covered the ground.

Tracker-nins appeared in front of her, readying to kill her until she held up her hand.  They waited until she lowered her mask, closing her eyes slowly.  When she opened her eyes, her Sharingan appeared.  She sent the several Tracker-nin on a warped tour of her mind, a red moon guiding their tortured paths until they were all on the ground.  Ura removed her Sharingan from her pupils and glanced at what was left of the ninjas, just mere shells as their minds were blown from the disturbing images she placed in their heads.

She headed towards where the Mizukage was said to live.  Their mansion was heavily guarded as Ura slowly approached in a casual swagger.  Pulling out both her umbrellas, she twirled them both with her chakra flow to blow away the mist around her.  Once most of the mist had disappeared, Ura approached the large mansion until ten Jonin appeared around her.   Two held a kunai to her neck while others surrounded her by holding her umbrellas.

“}The missing kunoichi, we've been told you're supposed to be dead,” one growled as he glared at her, pressing the tip of his kunai against her neck, “You can't even bleed, you're an abomination to life.”

Ura pressed her neck even more so on his kunai, causing her blood to trickle down her porcelain skin, “I live by the grace of that is holy.  You will let me speak to your Mizukage, or I can kill everyone here.  It's your choice.”

"She is no enemy.”

The Mizukage appeared in front of Ura, his youth gave Ura some comfort.  If he was young enough to get the title of a Kage, then he may have some common sense in him.  The Jonin were hesitant, but obeyed their Mizukage.  Ura wiped the blood off of her neck as the Mizukage led her inside his mansion.  

Everything inside the mansion was themed as water.  The walls were cerulean and the floor was a white marble.  Vases, paintings, and other art were water themed.  Obviously the Mizukage was proud and protective of his country.  Ura could feel that she could trust this man that has accepted her presence as non-threatening.   He turned slightly as they walked towards the stairwell, “I promise you, Mrs. Ura, that if you do intend to kill me, you will lose.”

"I give you my word, Lord Mizukage, I have no intention of committing such a deed,” Ura swore as she followed him up the stairs.

Once they reached his office, he went to the window where he watched as the midnight mist started to return.  Ura removed her face cover and let down her hair, revealing her identity to him.  He turned and eyed her, “My brethren Lord Kazekage is a lucky man, but I believe you have come here more than to show your legendary face.”

"Yes, and I am sure you know my new status upon my resurrection,” Ura placed a hand on her hip as she gazed at him.

"As I am,” he sat in his chair, “What can I do to help you, Ura-sama?”

She pulled out a map from her back pocket and lain it on his desk.  Explaining where some of the Sound Army was located, she then glanced up at him, “With this knowledge, Lord Mizukage, I hope you know this is very secretive.  I can only trust you with this.”

"I understand,” the Mizukage examined the map carefully, “Are you suggesting that I find some of the grounds your Army is at?”

"I am suggesting you find them on your own,” Ura re-worded his sentence, “And just so happen have some of your best Jonin, Tracker-nin, and Hunting-nin.”

"I see,” he smiled somewhat as he leaned back in his seat, “We have an alliance, Ura-sama.”

"I am happy I did not have to kill you,” Ura folded the map and placed it in her back pocket, “Please send word to the other Kages.  I must return to my own post.”

"Ura-sama, what if you are mistaken as an enemy?  How will I know so you can be avoided?”

"I'm afraid that is a risk I must take.  In this war, your shinobi are safe from me.  I cannot say the same for myself.  Take heed, Lord Mizukage, find the traitorous among your people,” Ura mentioned before she disappeared in a cloud of smoke.

~Gaara~

The midnight moon reminded him of the luminescent smile Ura had when he first gave her love in return.  That smile was engraved in his memory, the woman who had loved him even beyond the grave.  Gaara glanced around the area, he was waiting for the Leaf-nin as he and his siblings waited by the front gate of Konoha.  As midnight rolled along, he felt a saddened presence.

"Not again..”

"Can't you just go home?”

Gaara turned to see Amane, gripping her kunai tightly as she approached them.  He did not want to kill someone from his own country, but it was starting to seem like he did not have the choice.  Amane went over to him as tears formed in her eyes, “I...I  came to apologize.  For years...  I thought you would someday love me...  But...”

"Go home, Amane,” Gaara stated as he crossed his arms, “Silence yourself and go home.”

Amane slipped the ring off of her finger and glanced up at Gaara, “I will not stop loving you.  The seven years may have been Hell for you, but i'll never forget them.”

She exited through the front gates of Konoha and headed back towards the desert.  Gaara was somewhat relieved that Amane would finally be out of his life.  Temari sighed as she shook her head slowly, “Finally, took her long enough...”

Naruto and Sakura appeared with their packs slung over their shoulders.  The Hokage noticed the figure in the distance and shook his head, “Wow, i'm surprised that she finally got the hint.  Who knew you were such a lady's man, Gaara.”

"Enough, where are we going?  Are we tracking Ura?” Gaara asked impatiently.

"Yes, we will head to her last location,” Naruto pulled out some paper, “Which was...  The Village Hidden in the Mist.”

Gaara was the first to depart, followed by his siblings, and then Naruto and Sakura.  Images of his wife ran through his mind.  His heart beat rapidly at possibly seeing her again.  It had been less than a week and he needed to see her at least one more time to know she was living.  Well, at least among the living.  What would it be like when the Sound Army was defeated?  How would his people handle knowing their savior was a walking corpse?  Gaara felt his heart want to burst at what options he had when it came to the best for his people, and for himself.

They were half way to the Village Hidden in the Mist until a figure was coming towards them.  Gaara paused as the others followed suit, until he realized who it was.  Sasuke slowed his running, giving a few pants before he approached the group.  He noticed Naruto pushing himself to the front where he greeted his partner with an intimate embrace, kissing his neck softly as he murmured how happy he was to see him.  He gently brushed off his blonde partner and went over to Gaara.  

Jealous and envy were not strong enough words.  The words that Ura used to deny Sasuke still haunted his mind.  Gaara still had her living heart where Sasuke was given mere scraps.  What was so good about Gaara?  Why did he attract Ura and Sasuke just got some action when she couldn't find Gaara?  He glared at the ground as he said, “Ura is planning on getting the other Kages to help her defeat the Sound Army little by little.”

"So that's why she went to the Mizukage,” Sakura commented as she pulled out her little map, “Then she's going to the Earth Country next then.”

"Yeah...” Sasuke added as he took a step back from Gaara.

The Kazekage eyed Sasuke, he had a certain smell on him.  Then again, why did he knew where Ura was?  Gaara would have to further his research later, but only when Ura was at his side again.  Naruto went over to Sasuke and took his hand softly, “At least you're here, it would've been quite lonesome.”

"Yeah...” Sasuke took his hand back and walked in the direction they group was originally running.

"She denied you again.”

All was silent.  Sasuke froze at Gaara's words, then turned his head.  The Uchiha merely narrowed his eyes, “I don't know what you're talking about.”

Gaara walked over to him and glowered, “This was your same attitude when Ura and I were not engaged yet.  You tried to give yourself...to my wife...and she denied you.”

Sasuke glared even harder at the glare he was receiving from Gaara.  He continued walking away from the Kazekage, but the others knew what was happening.  Naruto didn't know what to say or how to react.  He didn't want to believe anything he had heard and walked over to Gaara, “Hey, lay off him a bit will-”

"You are a good friend, Naruto, you can be quite ignorant,” Gaara stated softly as he broke off in a run.

Temari and Kankurou followed in the same run as Sakura stayed behind with Naruto.  She placed a hand on his shoulder, “Hey...  We are still a team.  Don't forget that, ok?”

"Yeah...” Naruto murmured, both walking instead of running.

'Ura, don't forget where your rightful place is in Suna as my wife,' Gaara thought to himself as he passed the Uchiha.

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