SasuSaku Month 2015 (Late) . Day 19- Blood . Title: Blood Stains . Summary: Sakura gets back from a mission with a deep wound and it’s up to Sasuke find out where. . . “Sakura! Where are you!?”
When Sasuke got home on that autumn night, his heart was beating fast. He left the door open and ran inside not even bothering to announce his arrival. He knew what had happened to her. He knew what had happened to his wife and that was why his eyes were scanning the whole house in search of her. The raven haired man was desperate and his wife was nowhere to be found. The only thing that his dark eyes found, was a trail of blood. Fallen droplets of blood that were irregularly staining the wooden floor of his house. That blood indicated that the rumors about the pinkette were true. And that trail would take him to his beloved wife.
At each step closer to the end of that trail, his heart would beat even faster. Ever since he had heard from the Godaime that Sakura had returned injured from her latest mission, the boy couldn’t simply hold back his impulses. For he knew that the Fifth would never talk to him about any stupid wound suffered by her apprentice, Sasuke couldn’t help but getting extremely concerned when even someone as experienced as Tsunade came to inform him about how badly Sakura needed to be treated. She even suggested him to take his wife to the hospital as fast as he could just so she could heal the pinkette herself. Both of them knew how stubborn that girl could be when it came to her own health, and because of that, none of them wanted to risk anything. They just wanted the best for Sakura. And that was exactly what Sasuke was going to do.
Gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, the male Uchiha finally found the last crimson droplet that had dared to fall from his wife. That droplet had been found in their own suite, putting an end to that trail right at the entrance door. After that, no more blood could be found. No more blood or any other traces that could announce the pinkette’s location. Sasuke even went to look behind their bed but, contrary to what he expected, there was no bloody and lifeless body fallen there. Sakura was not there. And at the same time it felt relieving, the raven haired boy also felt incredibly exhausted. That whole chasing and that whole over thinking had left him breathless and incredibly disturbed. He did not want to see her hurt. He did not want to see her dead. And deep inside he knew that there was no way his wife would be in that state, still, he could not calm himself. Not alone, and after figuring that out, his ears finally allowed an external noise to enter his head.
The noise he heard was so peaceful and so natural that caught his attention at the same time. It was the noise of something getting unplugged, followed by the sound of running water. A serene and calm river like water that helped him recovering the air in his lungs and all the senses of a rational husband. That sound had certainly been magic. It had been like a cure for his frenzy. And that sound was coming straight from his bathroom. Someone was emptying their bath. Someone with pink hair and a deep wound that needed to be treated. She had just finished her bath and, sooner or later, she would have to come out. Unless she preferred him to go in.
“Sakura!” He went to the door and quickly started to knock on it.
A silence enveloped the atmosphere and, as he waited for her voice to come out from that bathroom, the boy didn’t move a single muscle. He needed to hear her voice. He needed to hear his wife. Only after that he would know how to react. Only after hearing that voice, he would know if she was alive. And, after some torturous seconds, it finally came out.
“uh? Sasuke-kun? I didn’t know you were at home.”
Once that melody filled his ears, Sasuke felt as if a blade had been removed from his heart. It felt sharp and painful, yet, relieving. She was alive. She was alive and conscious and, by how peaceful her voice sounded, her husband also concluded that she was okay. Yet, just her voice wouldn’t stop him from wanting to see her with his own eyes.
“Sakura! How are you? Are you hurt? How bad is it? The Godaime told me about what happened and she told me you needed help immediately!”
“W-What? Calm down, Sasuke-kun… So Tsu-Tsunade-sama told you what happened?”
“Yes. Now open the door. I’ll take you to the hospital.”
“T-There is no need for that, Sasuke-kun. I am okay. I… I… I’ve even healed myself already.”
“… What?”
“Y-Yeah! It’s already healed. No need to worry, darling. Just a scratch won’t kill me.”
“… Are you sure?”
“ One-hundred percent sure!”
“… Hn. Then come out already. Let’s… Let’s get something to eat.”
“I'll be out in a minute!”
All the uneasiness that had taken over that boy’s heart had quickly turned into a mix of anger and suspicion. Of course Sasuke had not fallen for her words. For he knows his wife like the back of his hand and for he clearly identified the hesitation in her voice, the raven haired Uchiha was totally sure that her wound had not been just a scratch, as she had said. It had been more than just that. It had been more than that and he was furious to see her stubborn side lying to him. That idiot, he thought, but things wouldn't be left like that, no. He was going to teach her never to lie to him like that again. He was not only going to see her wound but he was also going to show her the Uchiha way of solving things. And, after deciding what to do, Sasuke felt his cockiness taking over his whole self. All that concern and all of that anxiety had been, proudly, turned into a smirk.
The raven haired boy waited patiently for the rosette to exit the bathroom. It took her longer than he had expected for her to get out, yet, for knowing what awaited for her, Sasuke remained there, sat on the edge of their bed and with his arms crossed, just waiting for the right moment. And what a great moment it would be.
At the sound of a key unlocking the door, his dark pearls immediately drifted towards the source of the sound. Standing there, he found nothing more than a pure pink beauty. She was protectively wrapped in a white towel that reached four fingers above her knees. Her long legs were serving as long slides through where water drops were slowly and charmingly finding their way to the ground. Her arms were careful placed over her stomach, making sure to keep the towel from falling on the ground and exposing her skin, and eventually, her wound. Her soaked pink hair was framing her face and adding a natural blush to her features. Sakura was, indeed, a beautiful woman. All of that charm exhaling from her mixed with the prettiest and most stunning emerald eyes that Uchiha Sasuke has ever seen in his entire life, just made her shine even brighter than the Sun. She was gorgeous and she seemed fine and she was his wife, but not even those things would save her from what was about to happen. That husband of hers was, certainly, an impeccable avenger.
“ Is there anything wrong, Sasuke-kun?”
She asked, with a smirk on her face after realizing that her husband had gotten lost in her curves. That boy, in her mind, was too much of a pervert sometimes, and that made him quite predictable. Predictable enough for her to stop him even before he started. Barely did she know that, at that moment, he had already started.
“Hn." He smirked, not taking his eyes from her not even for a second. Yes, he could be called a pervert sometimes, but just for his pink haired girl. “ Let me see it.”
“ I told you there is no need for it… I already healed it so it's gone…”
“ No mark left at all?”
“ Nope. It’s all clean.”
“ Good… Your master seemed really worried about you earlier… I thought it was something serious.”
“ Nah…” She waved her right hand in front of her face, as if denying what her master had wisely said. “ Tsunade-sama was probably just exaggerating. I am okay, don’t worry.”
“ Hn… If you’re saying so…”
He stood up, stretching his neck to the sides and, lazily, approaching her from behind until their shoulders were aligned. That would be the pinkette’s last chance for redemption. And she was about to throw it away.
“ You wouldn’t lie to me about this, would you, Sa-ku-ra?”
Her emeralds widened, a blush was spread on her cheeks and shivers ran down her spine. There was something really wrong with him and she could clearly feel it in her bones. It would be better for her to get away from him as fast as possible if she didn’t want him to find out. Too bad he had already discovered it all.
“o-of course not, Sasuke-kun… Didn’t you mention dinner before… I-I… I’m starving maybe we should just go and eat something… I’ll just go put on some clothes and we can-“
The girl didn’t even have the chance of finishing her sentence, let alone putting on some clothes before her husband pulled her by the waist and pushed her to the bed along with him. She was still wrapped on that soaked towel and he was fully dressed and looking at her from above. Sasuke had trapped her body under his, and by the way his hungry eyes were looking at her defenseless ones, Sakura already knew what was going on inside his mind. She was certainly going to learn not to hide her wounds from him anymore.
“Sa-Sasuke-kun… What are you-“
“You know… Worrying about you left me incredibly hungry…”
“Then we should go eat something, right?”
“ You took the words out of my mouth.”
With that said, the boy didn’t even think twice before capturing her lips with his own. He kissed her deeply and took advantage of her half opened mouth to insert his tongue inside of her. He went right and left, making sure to explore her whole mouth while she tried to push him away. Normally, whenever she wanted him to stop, Sakura would simply talk to him and, as a gentleman, he would understand her request most of the times, but, due to the current circumstances in which her body was found, the girl decided to act before that heated kiss turned into something more. She was going to stop him. Or at least that was what she had planned before his kisses started to take over all of her rational and irrational senses.
Fighting against her own feelings towards that boy was never something easy for Sakura. In fact, she couldn’t remember a single time when she had actually won. It was stronger than her and stronger than her inhuman strength. It was stronger than all of her intelligence and stronger than all of the things that made her who she really is. The feelings she has nourished towards that boy were stronger than her and, because of that, the pinkette soon succumbed to his imposition and her whole self simply melted at his touch. She started to kiss him back with the same desire he had been kissing her and, instead of trying to push him away, the girl passionately intertwined her fingers in between his dark locks and pulled him closer. His body fitted hers perfectly and there was no space standing in between them anymore. Sasuke had certainly won that time. And, once he noticed that, a smirk appeared in his lips. It was time for him to, finally, expose her lie.
While the temperature in between them started to rise, his hands also started to work on her body. Both his natural fingers and the prosthetic ones started to wander around her curves and make sure to squeeze her every possible inch of skin. He squeezed her shoulders and her thighs and, once he finally managed to invade the skin that was being protected by that white towel, Sasuke also squeezed both of her breasts, earning a surprised moan from the girl. He would better find that wound quickly before the former avenger also lost the control he had over his own feelings and of his own body. He needed to be fast. And he had to do it before she suspected anything.
It was only when his fingers brushed the scar she had won during her fight against Sasori that Sakura awakened her cautious side. He was close. Too close and she just couldn’t allow him to see what had actually happened during her latest mission. She had to stop her husband.
“Sasuke-kun…”
She had to stop his passionate kisses and his soft touches before the worse happened.
“We should… We should…”
She had to tame his inner beast before it was too late.
“We should just…"
Unfortunately, for her, it was already too late. She could not stop him anymore.
After a delicate squeeze near her bellybutton, Uchiha Sakura couldn’t hold back the pain that filled every inch of her body. That agonizing feeling took over all of her cells and spread around as fast as a virus. She was completely filled with pain, and once her tiny body became too small to hold it all, Sakura gave in and allowed it to get out. All of that accumulated pain came out in a single and sharp scream that entered his ears and made his eyes widen and his heart skip a beat. Apparently, her scratch had caused a lot more damage than she had told him. Tsunade was right. He was right, and, once he removed his body from hers, Sasuke saw that she was bleeding. The truth had, at last, come out. And the truth, for sure, was as red as blood.
From his sitting position, Sasuke observed as her white towel slowly got stained in red. That crimson color was slowly spreading around and corrupting all of that soft and pure material. The girl, while the blood was spreading around, couldn’t help but keeping her eyes closed as her body contracted itself in pain. It was certainly a heartbreaking scene to be seen and, deep in his heart, Sasuke couldn’t stop feeling guilty for having pushed her that far. He was mad at himself and mad at her, but above it all, he was worried. He was more than just simply worried ,and, since she could not deny anything anymore, the raven haired Uchiha knew that it was time help her. It was time to see how bad that ‘scratch' was.
“Sakura…”
He looked at her, reaching his hand towards the hem of her towel and, only after identifying a certain allowance in those sad and ashamed eyes of hers, the boy pulled the towel away, exposing her naked skin until hips. Her breasts were exposed and, even if she tried to cover them, in his eyes, his wife’s body was just violated by whatever weapon had caused that damage. There was no need to pull the towel any lower for the whole wound was totally visible already. Visible and, for sure, soaked in blood.
The wound was a really deep cut that was forming a curve in the skin in between her left breast and her bellybutton. Probably, after the squeeze, the cut had opened once again and her blood started to come out from that area. There were no signs that showed she had tried to heal it and there were also no signs of any possible treatment. Sakura had literally just made the bleeding stop during the bath, and if not for him, she would have waited until her body could naturally form a scar out of that. His wife was certainly an idiot for not doing anything. He knew she was a stubborn doctor but, not even healing that kind of wound was something that surpassed any of his expectations. Why didn't she heal it by herself? Why didn’t she let anyone heal it for her? Sasuke didn’t know, but he was about to find out.
“ … Tell me what happened… What really happened.”
“…” She managed to sit up and she strongly pressed the towel over the wound. At least during that talk, Sakura figured there would be no problem in doing so. “We were ambushed near the Sound… I was with a team of gennins and then one of them was about to be hit by a sword… He was certainly going to die if I hadn’t taken the hit for him.”
“… And why didn’t you heal yourself after that?”
“ I had no chakra left… Even if none of them died, they got some pretty serious injuries and they would have certainly developed some serious problems if I hadn’t healed them.”
“ Tch…” He sighed, running a defeated hand across his dark locks. “ You’re impossible, Sakura… “
“ What did you expect me to do? I couldn’t let them die… They are… just kids.”
“Hn… This I can understand… But why didn’t you let your master heal you?”
“ I figured that there would be no need…”
He glared at her and, if there was any compassion in his words before, it was all gone as soon as she admitted how reckless she had acted. That wife of his was really going to end up killed someday. And that was a day he feared living to see.
“ How can you be such an idiot!? Can’t you see that this needs to be treated!?”
“Yeah, but, I figured that it would just be a matter of time before my chakra returned and I could heal myself… There was no need for going to the hospital or anything this time.”
“… Then when will be the time?” He gripped the mattress tightly and clenched his fists. His eyes aimed on the floor and, for sure, his heart was beating faster. How come could she be so reckless?
“Uh?”
“When will you finally swallow this stupid stubbornness of yours and go to the hospital!?” Only when you’re dead!?”
“I am a medical ninja, Sasuke! I need to do this kind of stuff! I need to risk my life sometimes!”
"Fuck, Sakura! We are talking about you not going to the hospital! Can’t you take care of yourself a little better?! Your life… Your life is not only yours anymore… Everyone worries about you!… Everyone is waiting… I am waiting for you at home… So don’t… Don’t be so stupid… I’m waiting for you…”
“Sasuke-kun…”
At that moment, Sakura finally found an opening in his defenses to analyze what was really happening inside of his heart. He was troubled by her wound and he was worried about how easily she could give up on her life for a bigger cause. Sakura understood that the children were important for the future and she also understood the duties of a medical ninja. Still, what she did not understand, was that her life was more than just important for that raven haired boy. Her life meant that he was no longer alone in that vast world and her life gave him a reason to return. It gave him someone to return to, and, in his mind, her life was more important than any of those kids she had saved. It was probably a selfish thing to be said, yet, it was exactly what he felt. She was the most important person in his world, and, because of that, Sasuke would never forgive her if she wasted her life for someone else. Not even for him. He wanted her to be always by his side. And, only after seeing how much his hands were shaking and how his teeth were biting his lower lip, Sakura understood what he was feeling. She understood that her life could not be wasted. He could not be left alone. Not anymore.
Holding back her tears and taking his right hand on hers, the pinkette offered him a truly apologetic smile. She regretted not having gone to the hospital and she regretted lying to him. She regretted having troubled his heart, and more than just feeling regret, Sakura also knew that she could not act so recklessly anymore. No matter what mission she would have to face, she had to return alive. She had to return to him. And, as soon as he saw that sincere smile of hers, Sasuke knew she had learned her lesson. He knew that, from that day on, she was always going to return home. To always return to him.
“ I am truly sorry, Sasuke-kun… I wanted you to be proud of me for being brave but… Now I see I only made you worry. I won’t make little of my life ever again… I will… I will return to you, I promise.”
“ You better keep that promise…”
He let go off her hand and went to caress her cheek. She was all so fragile and all so independent that he feared she would disappear from his life. He feared she would create her own wings and fly away from his touch, but, with that promise, his heart was certainly lighter. With that promise, she wouldn’t slip away from his fingers.
“I will… so, are you taking me to the hospital? My chakra is almost back but… I won’t decide this on my own anymore.”
“hn, … I don’t want to wait anymore. I’ll take you to the hospital… For now, I’ll let your master take care of you. And, when we get back home, I’ll take over from where she left.”
“ Okay… Then… Can you give me a little hand? I would like to wrap some bandages around it so it won't stain anything anymore until we get to the hospital.” “Hn. I think I can do that…”
And so, the boy did what he told her he would. He took some bandages from the first aid kit and, carefully, started to cover her wound and her whole torso with those white straps. Even if seeing that wound from such a close distance made his old revengeful feelings grow, Sasuke didn’t let them take over his body and soul anymore. He would be angry and he would want to kill whoever had done that to her, but, at that time, more than anything he needed to keep her company and take care of her. He had to take care of that stubborn wife of his. He had to take care of that pink haired life he had chosen to own.
After finishing everything, the husband carefully took his wife in his arms, lifted her bridal style, and waited for her to wrap her own arms around his neck. He felt how delicately she had done so and he felt how warm she was when she rested her head on the crop of his neck. Sakura was really quiet and her heart was beating at a considerable fast pace. She was tired and, for sure, he could feel how relaxed her body was getting while in his arms. She had finally accepted his help, at last. And that weak and soft smile playing on her lips would tell him how comfortable she was with that. She trusted him with all of her heart and being pampered by her husband felt incredibly good. Being in love with him felt incredibly good. And, sharing her life with him felt more than just natural. Uchiha Sakura was, certainly, in the best arms of the whole world while being carried to the hospital. The arms of her beloved husband. And what a caring husband he is.
