2
Sakura sat in her shishou's office.
Hands folded across her lap, the young woman waited patiently for Tsunade to arrive.
The busty blonde had been sent to another wing of the hospital; Kakashi and a few others returned from a classified mission, poisoned and broken.
Luckily they were able to make it back with the help of the second round of shinobi sent in after them.
The wooden door behind her slammed open. In came Tsunade, scrub free, with a tired look in her eye, knowing that Sakura had come to do more than just report.
"Wait." Tsunade commanded before Sakura could open her mouth; opening the bottom drawer to her desk, a bottle of sake was taken out - then poured mercilessly down the Hokages esophagus.
"-Ahh" the blonde sighed, having the burn wash through her limbs. "Now that I'm settled in" Tsunade pulled her chair closer to the desk so as to rest her elbows on it.
"How much did you find out?"
Sakura let her head fall into her hands. "Other than discovering that I'm suffering depression, just about both Uchiha brothers are close to us and that... Itatchi sends his regards."
Tsunade chuckled, "I swear if I have to deal with one more snot nosed know it all brat Uchiha, I'm going to-"
"Shishou" Sakura interrupted, "What's going on?"
The blonde saw fire in her old student. "Nothing we can't handle Sakura."
"Did you tell Lee, Neji, and Ten-Ten already?"
Tsunade scoffed, "I wasn't planning on telling anybody, but now that both missing nins are back and at the borders I don't really have much of a choice."
"...So?" Sakura said, trying to sound patient. The Hokage rummaged through a drawer, picking out a manila folder and threw it shruiken style at Sakura.
Sakura caught it with ease and shook her head,' Not much security huh?'
Opening the folder she saw both pictures and fingerprints of the Uchiha brothers. Most of the information she was already aware of.
Tsunade read Sakuras slightly irritable face, "Of course this 'little spout' is more of a bothersome brother conflict. The only reason Sasuke is around the border, I believe, is to see if his brother would reveal himself finally. Somehow he had found out he is still working with Konoha under cover."
Sakura tilted her head, "So what do you think Suna should do? They are in a predicament as well."
Tsunade shrugged, "We can just have Itatchi lure them elsewhere. That is until Naruto comes back, which is probably another reason we are seeing them so close."
The pink haired ninja shrugged and got up from the chair. "I'm going to go home then" she paused, "Unless I'm given orders?"
Her Shishou waved her off, "Not now, get rest and we will send for the blonde idiot." That put a small smile on Sakuras face, she had missed Naruto.
"Alright, see you then."
Sakura took the fastest route home, making sure that anxious thoughts were kept far from her current head-space, after talking with her team mates her mind seemed a little more put together.
Sakura had made it to the apartment she lived in, the place itseflf was satisfactory, she had yet to fill it up with knick-knacks from places she vowed to visit once things, 'calmed down', or returned to normal after the chaos that was Akatski. But she hadn't yet, and that's why decided on going on a vacation with Lee and friends.
Once home, she was not as alert as she would be as on a mission or in the Hospital. Life at home was mundane, and was constantly treated as a place where a threat was unlikely to happen. This was the night Sakura should have stayed alert. The moment she entered the kitchen she was attacked. Arms pinned above her head, and stomach pushed against the wall so that she couldn't see that masculine attacker.
He smelled of pine and steel. A weapon pinched the skin of her neck as the kunai was pressed to her jugular. Masked lips ghosted her ear. "Don't worry, you're safe now" a deep voiced whispered. It sounded familiar, even though the rough touches didn't.
Sakura was about to respond with a callous remark about the meaning of, 'being safe', when darkness fogged her mind as an injection was pushed and flooded into her veins.
She woke up in a dark room, it was cold and her head hurt. No chains restricted her body or chakra. Feeling another presence in the room caused her heart-rate to increase. The other Ninja seemed tired, dazed-like. She knew exactly who it was.
"You're a lot heavier than you look." The man said with a clear voice. His voice was laced with drowsiness and she could tell he just was trying to lighten the mood instead of being a rude captor. Turning her head she noticed the only other light to be seen was the bright moon through the shutters, casting shadows all across the room.
She responded with a tease, "Muscle weighs more than fat, you of all people should know that."
His deep chuckle could be heard in the corner of the room, "I only tease."
Sakura wanted to cut to the chase, she hated small talk and bullshitting, especially in a place dark, cold, and with someone she wasn't sure she could trust. "So what's so safe about this place?" she remarked with a slight huff, making sure to glare at the now understood to be older Uchiha.
Removing himself from the chair, he seemed to float towards the bed. "Because I'm here, and he isn't."
Green eyes widened. Of course Itatchi would have high self-esteem, he was a favorable party when it came to fighting. It took the Pinkete less than a moment to realize who, 'He' was.
"What does Sasuke want with me, or Konaha?"
Itatchi shrugged, his eyes wandering over her. Sakura sat up in her Nurse uniform-- leading his eyes to trail to her hips as the skirt rode up her thigh unceremoniously. Her legs shifted off the bed and her feet landed on the floor. "Is it because of Naruto?"
He shook his head, dark hair swooping with it, "Try again."
She rolled her eyes, "This is the first time I have seen him in several years, so tell me before I break a bone or two."
That got Itatchi to smile, whether it be at her pitiful threat, or at her glaring green eyes. He wasn't sure. He liked it though. Just as his younger brother once did. "He wants to court you obviously. Albeit not in a traditional manner..."
Sakura scoffed, "You're joking. Is this some sort of a game?"
Itatchi wished that it was a game, all he had wanted since he had left the Akatski was to be at peace with his sins and live a normal life, as much as he could. Instead, he was saving his brothers former teammate from a life of pain, indignity and one that the sweet red-headed Karen would have taken back had she not lost her life.
"I wouldn't have risked my life if I was joking." Itatchi sighed, whilst sitting back down again.
Sakura replied irritation flowed in her words, "Fine. So what now?"
Before Sakura could fully rise from the bed and get her bearings straight, the Uchiha had his hand in hers in a instant, pushing her back down onto the bed that she previously lain upon.
"That all depends on you" he whispered inches from her lips. The breath that fanned across her face was hot, moist, and smelled absolutely erotic.
The last person she was this close to was Lee, and before that Naruto. This was a completely different feeling though. One that made her instantly feel unguarded, and very, very wanting. A situation like this no sane straight woman could say no to.
'What was am I doing?' Itatchi asked himself in partial despair. Distracting her? That's what he told himself anyway. He did this to keep her from running off and figuring it out on her own-- all he had to do was to keep her away from Konoha for 48 hours. She did not deserve the anger and menace that was his younger brother, the same brother that was on his way, probably already at her apartment, infuriated that the green eyed beauty was missing.
What Saskue had in mind for her was not pretty, and incredibly hurtful. Especially to one who had liked him for so long. If he had to entice her in such ways he would. Of course, not that he had anything against holding such a sculpted body in his arms.
The missing nins dark eyes watched her green ones as they widened in surprise; surprise and lust. Her soft and smooth skin, as pale as his, warmed with the light touches. Touches turned to strokes, ones that were hungry. Heat engorged his being, and instead of hiding it, he let his lust take over, knowing regrets would happen, but he had already forgotten why it mattered.
Itatchi was tall, dark, and handsome. Someone from a dream, and she was in his arms. His touch was gentle, and his caresses... Everything filled the craving in her soul. It was hot and she was getting wet, and he had yet to kiss her.
"What.. are you-" Sakura stuttered in confusion. Itatchi interrupted in a low voice, "You can tell me to stop." His hand cupped her face while the other trailed across the hem of her skirt.
"No.. I like it" her breath hitched, "But, why?"
His hand froze on the edge of her hip. "I want you."
She blinked slowly, Itacthi, the Itatchi, wanted her? A lowly Ninja who deserved little praise? The negative thoughts were going to take over, that was until he kissed her.
Pressed his lips onto hers ever so gently, then moved them in a rhythm so delicious she couldn't help but try and keep up. His hands continued to caress her whole body, but not the parts she craved the most.
Sakura wouldn't admit to being embarrassed, but she was feeling a tad insecure. Then she felt his hardened cock on her thigh. She began to realize that though he was being gentle, he wanted her. All of her. To be in her. To fuck her, please her, to cum inside her.
The pinkete's thoughts ran wild. A voice interrupted her indecent thoughts. "...Please" His voice asked gently. Itatchi felt needy, he had not been with a woman he had liked in so long. Even though this was supposed to be a distraction for her, his mind and body were caught up in it.
Most were flings, or missions, jobs to keep him financially stable. This time though, he actually enjoyed this body beneath him. Someone whose arms he held down and whose mouth kissed him back just as passionately.
Was this okay? Did a rouge ninja deserve such beauty in his arms?
Saskue was pissed to say the least. He could smell his brother in Sakuras apartment, he had stolen his plaything away. And for what? To protect someone he had no prior relation to? His pale hands clenched in anger. His chase for Sakura had turned into something else now. Something more of a game, and most assuredly would end in a nasty ending.
Sasuke made his way into Sakuras sweet scented bedroom, in it his obsession for ownership over her had risen. He could imagine her beckoning for him on the bed, then submitting to his needs.
Inhaling a large breath the relentless ninja walked to a dresser, kneeling down he opened up a wooden drawer in it was lacy pink cotton things. Shifting his hand around in the bin the obsessed man fisted out a particularly sweet smelling pair.
If he was lucky he would find Sakara with it, either way he would find her - and keep the prize.
All it took was a 'yes' on Sakuras part for Itatchi to go from needy man to ravaging animal. His pupils dialated as his tongue ran the length of Sakuras pulse. Her breasts were pressed against his chest, caged by his strong limbs. All she could think about was the warmth and the feeling of his hard cock against her thigh. It was hot and she was ready to let go of her inhibitions. Wrapping her arms around his neck the sultry young woman brought him closer.
'Tsunade would die of jealousy' she thought briefly as his hot mouth drifted from her neck, down to her collar bone.
Itatchi let his thumbs drive into her hips, showing her with his strength and how much he craved her body, "Do you know what Saskue would do to me if he finds out I took your body and made it my own."
Sakura smiled, then suddenly flipped him over on his back, grinding her wet core on his clothe covered cock, teasing him. "You mean the body I'm giving you" she stated in a hot voice, lowering her tongue to his neck she gave him a harsh bite, leaving a ragged mark. His back arched at the feeling-- giving a dark chuckle he ran his calloused hands down Sakuras sweat slick back.
"I apologize, I didn't realize how... wanting you were."
Sakura laughed haughtily, "You have no idea."
Saskue touched himself in her bed.
Inhaled her panties while jerking himself hard and fast. Letting himself go in the throws of ecstasy. All the women he had been with were usually willing and wanting, most were okay with his control and need. None of them wanted to try and give him trouble-- which was fine, but he had wanted Sakura for over a year now. Stewing in his want and anger, he let his mind wander far to often to the woman he wanted to control.
His thoughts were unnatural and dirty. The dark and younger Uchiha imagined Sakura beneath him, tied to the bed, begging him to let her go. All the while her legs spread unwillingly, he would take her, take her raw and pound her until he was satisfied.
Of course the green eyed beauty would like it, she still loved him dearly-- and he didn't even need to assume it. Believing that she would want him just as bad as before, he was sure that she was still pure, I mean. What other hard cock would she take?
Sakura took her time on Itatchis body, reveling in the feel of his taught muscles and the scent of man.
"Sakura" he groaned as her hands ran up and down his body, removing his cloak and mesh that hid is skin. Each piece of clothing that was lost, the hotter the room got. Her face blushed at the sight of want in his dark eyes. Sakura could feel the blood pounding in her veins, but she couldn't help but sluggishly remove his clothing. She wanted to enjoy every inch of him
It took Sakura too long to undo all his garments, and her teasing snapped Itatchi out of whatever submissive mode he was in. A large hand grabbed her by the neck, and the other grabbed her plump ass. Pulling her underneath him. Letting his body drape heavily over her, he went back to his earlier ministrations, rougher this time.
"Your turn is over little Sakura" he mumbled while nipping at her neck, "now tell me what you want."
She couldn't help but submit to him, the strength in his body-- how he held her so close. "Itatchi... Please" she begged, "touch me-" lifting her hips so his groin could come into contact with her own. She earned a hiss from him.
"Be careful Sakura, you might just get what you want."
With red eyes he took Sakura to a whole other world, it was lush with black satin. Her legs were free, but her small wrists were tied together with the soft sheets. In front of her was Itatchi in all his glory, bare chested, rippling muscles and a thick cock that peeked out of his boxers. Soft lips parted in awh at the sight before her. White teeth and an upturned smile looked back at her.
"Do you see something you want, Sa-kur-a" he pronounced each syllable as if it was honey dripping from his tongue, or the cum that seeped through the tip of his cock. Wriggling around with need on the sheets is how she found that she wore nothing but a black silk lingerie.
Before she could blush at the sight of her sensual self, Itatchi was upon her. His deep eyes looked into hers intimately, while a pale digit from his hand traced the outline of her panties-- his wet tongue twirled along her hip bone.
Sakura tugged at her restraints, turned on at how she was tied up and with someone she strangely trusted. His delicate motions sending electric sensations down her spin, right to where the tip of his tongue swirled. Her clit puffed up with need, his soft, quick touches sending her closer to what she wanted-- quiet moans escaped her mouth.
"Itatchi" she begged, "please, faster!". The neediness she had for him had his cock throbbing. He was rutting against the sheets while he teased Sakura, as much as he wanted to lay into her pussy and fuck her as he needed, Itatchi wanted her begging for it.
Writhing on the sheets Sakura begged for him to take her, "Itatchi, please-- I can't stand this, I need you!"
Itatchi inserted another finger, stretching her a little more. His digits fucked her faster, sucking on her clit in pace with each tug on her restraints. "Not until you cum first Sakura, then I'll give you my cock."
Her legs were held down by his strong arms, just to make sure she wouldn't kick at him while she begged for mercy.
"Itatchi..." she cooed quietly, "Come here, please." Her voice so soft and tender, he was confused where all Sakuras lust-fullness had gone. Pulling himself up, he crawled across her body to reach her coy looking face.
"What is it Sakura?" he asked while laying between her legs, the head of his cock nudging at her folds.
She hissed at the feeling, "Nothing I just... Come closer."
He obliged.
Once her lips were near his ear, she lunged and nipped at his neck. Giving a slight growl when his hand wrapped around her throat.
"Haha" he chuckled darkly, "What was that for?"
"You're teasing me too much!" she said with a slight pout on her face. The pink haired young woman tossed herself to the side so he couldn't see her face. "Plus, now that you've made it a game for me to not cum, I guess I won't.... Not for you at least" she taunted, casually looking at the stunned older Uchiha.
*Ahem* Itatchi cleared his throat, "If I remember correctly" he started, as he turned Sakura's body to face him- "I'm the one in charge." As to prove a point his long fingers tugged at the sheets binding her hands together.
"Pppfffffttt" she laughed, bucking her hips up in surprise, causing the handsome man to capsize off the bed. In his confusion he let his genjutsu slide. Breaking the atmosphere, but the position on the previous bed were still the same.
Itatchis body lay heavily on top of her. His cock pulsating through his shorts. Before Itatchi could jump into action, Sakura had flipped him over and began sucking his painfully hard cock.
His girth and length were impressive, 'god' she though while her tongue swirled over the head, 'I can't wait to feel his pulsing cock inside me'. Like a shooting star to grant a wish, Itatchi groaned and had her face first into the pillow her head previously lay.
Pushing her panties to the side, he let his length sink into her slowly. Once her wet pussy lips met the base of his cock, he began to rock back and forth. Leaving the head of his cock rubbing and fucking only an inch away from her cervix. Pounding against the g-spot just above it.
Heavy moans carried around the room- Itatchi grunted whenever Sakuras walls clenched in pleasure.
"Fuck, Itatchi-" spilled from her mouth as his thumbs dug deep into her hip bones. "Yes- Ah.. Sakura.." He breathed heavily. Before she could praise him for 'fucking her so good' he brought a hand down from her hip to her neck. Clenching the sides of it, giving her a heady feeling.
Itatchi fucked her relentlessly, bringing her to orgasm as he took her from behind. Once his own orgasm followed, breath hitching, his seed pulsed deep into her pussy until it was leaking down her thight and dripping off his cock.
Both breathed heavily even though their stamina was excellent. It was the exhilirating closeness and ultimate pleasure that had them overwhelmed. When Itatchi finally pulled out they fell back onto the bed. Clinging to each other like lovers would.
"That was fantastic" Ssakura stated, "I wouldn't mind being captured by you again."
Itatchi smiled, "I think its you who has captured me my flower."
Sakura rolled on top of him, her pink hair falling in his face, swollen breasts against his chest. "Tell me more, I like it when you talk to me."
With warm breath fanning his face, he pulled her closer and whispered hot words into her ear, his hands holding and stroking her - letting her know she was his and he would take her raw whenever he could, whereever he could.
Sakura moaned, and when she felt his cock twitch she positioned herself above it. Taking his still hard cock she squeezed herself onto him. Moaning deeply when she was completely full.
Lifting his knees to support her ass, Sakura leaned forward, hands in his hair and mouth on his neck. Sucking on his salty skin while she rode him for her pleasure. Itatchi had one hand on her ass, one on her neck, and his tongue that reached out in his best effort to swipe a lick over her pink nipple.
Grinding faster on his hard cock, she could feel herself reaching climax, and as she did, Itatchi took over-- laying her gently on her back, he placed himself between her folds and pushed himself in again fucking her slowly.
Lifting her legs up in the air, she accommodated his need, stretching them back all the way to her shoulders. Without being prompted, Sakura pushed both arms underneath her back, letting Itatchi have control in every sense of the word.
Each thrust he gave she could feel him getting close by his short breathy moans and curses. Minutes after he reached for one leg, pulling it close to him, and his other hand was wrapped up in her hair. He stuttered curse words in her ear as he came in her again. His hot cum coating and acting as lubricant for their next love making session. Which, with how bright the moon was and how hot they were for each other - would be anytime soon.
-FIN-