Just a Dream 3

[MindLezz]

Disclaimer: I don't own.
Warnings: Language


Chapter Three: Welcome Home


He laid with his head on her lap and her hands running through his hair, stroking lovingly, almost adoringly with the light hum of the T.V. which was not being paid attention to, and the accents of the dimmed lights which detailed her features in to an almost ethereal form. Sasuke looked up at his lover with tired eyes. He clasped one of her hands with his own and brought it to his lips. ?You should go home now. It?s getting late.? He mumbled against her tender skin. If she were to stay for much longer, he might be tempted to do more than just cuddle with her.

Sakura sighed and shook her head. ?I don?t feel like going home yet.? She pulled her hand away and replaced it with her lips. ?We hardly ever get time like this.?

Sasuke raised an eyebrow as she pulled away. His expression seemed to be accusing her of that fact. ?If you?d give up this charade, then perhaps time would be more available.? His voice came out a lot more stern than he had intended it to, but she had to know he was upset about their mess.

?I know, I know.? She said almost sorrowfully, ?but I can?t let this go unpunished. Until I can prove that Yakamana Ino and Hyuuga Hanabi conspired in someway to get to where they are, your company?hell, our future is at stake.?

?Hn.? Sasuke shut his eyes and nuzzled her abdomen a bit. ?Somehow I think it?s more of a plot to get back at Ino for winning the competition...?

?No!? Sakura forced him to sit up. ?Why would I ever do that??

Sasuke raised his eyebrow again, ?Pride? Hurt ego??

She placed a hand on his chest and pushed him playfully, ?You know I?m not like that.?

Sasuke shrugged. ?There?s more to it then that, Sakura.?

?There?s nothing more Sasuke,? she affirmed, ?whatever those two did, I?m going to find out. If what I suspect is true, your whole company will be in ruin.?

?You seem more concerned about my business than I am.? Sasuke stated drearily.

?And why aren?t you more concerned?? Sakura questioned sharply.

Sasuke flinched. He knew he just set himself up for a scolding. ?Because,? he began, ?with the money I inherited, combined with the money I made, and the incoming money I?m receiving through sponsorships, I have enough to retire at age twenty-five.? He remarked in an almost cocky tone.

?Still, this company is something you?ve been working on for so long...? Sakura said worriedly.

?I can always find other departments of the industry to take over; I am the vice president after all.? Sasuke sighed.

Sakura placed her right hand on his cheek, which he grasped tightly, ?Ino won the competition because Hanabi did something,? she explained to him, ?and in turn Hanabi received Ino?s position as an assistantdesigner in your company. That girl has been kissing your ass since day one, and I think it?s because the Hyuugas desperately want your signature on that document or else Hanna?s fashion empire will go down the drain.?

?If I sign, they get fifteen percent of everything sold.? Sasuke stated firmly, ?That?s a good eight million a year.?

?They?re going to negotiate for more.? Sakura warned, ?They want more Sasuke. They need it. They want that whole sector of Uchiha Industries.?

?Greed?? Sasuke questioned. The intense look on Sakura?s face told him that there was more to it.

?That, and Hanna is a margin away from bankruptcy.? She said lowly. He remained silent so that she would continue, ?I believe Hiashi is planing to divorce her soon.? Sasuke?s eyes widened. ?I saw the documents in his office one day. Even with the splits and the negotiations from the divorce, Hanna will not be able to sustain her company and will eventually fall into a huge debt.? She met his gaze, ?They depend on this contract.?

?Now you sound like you?re convincing me to sign with them.? Sasuke said stiffly.

?Nope, Hanna doesn?t even know she?s that close to bankruptcy.? Sakura patted his cheek, ?So you see, my dear, she wants your company, and she wants you out of the picture so that Hyuuga designs can flourish.?

Sasuke blinked. ?Hn, bitch.? He said suddenly.

?Sasuke-kun!? Sakura scolded and swatted him on the shoulder with her left hand. He in turn grasped the hand that swatted him and pinned her down onto the couch. He small grin made itself onto his face. ?Hey!? She protested and wriggled underneath him.

?You know, doing that will only cause more... action,? Sasuke muttered into her ear. Sakura immediately stopped. ?Hn.? She heard him say above.

?What is it?? She asked breathlessly and unsurely after a few moments of silence.

?You?re not wearing your ring.? He stated as he studied her left hand. Sakura let out a gasp of surprise, not taking into account that he would notice. Sasuke frowned.

?I can?t. If Hanna found out I was engaged to you, she?d use it to her advantage for sure.? Sakura said exasperated.

?She doesn?t have to know it?s me.? Sasuke replied simply.

?That woman makes it a priority to know every detail about my life. Why, if she knew I was here...? Sakura blinked in realization and reached over to the table near the couch. She flipped open her cell phone. ?Uh oh.? She grumbled with wide eyes. ?Seven missed calls.?

Sasuke took the phone out of her grasp and sat up to look at it. ?Hn.? He studied the list carefully. ?She called you six times, but who?s Hoshi?? He asked skeptically, giving her a sharp glance.

Sakura plucked the phone out of his hand. ?He is her son.?

?And he?s calling you...?? Sasuke still had a disbelieving ring in his voice.

?Yes.? Sakura confirmed with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, knowing that he was jealous. Sasuke?s frown deepened, and he turned away from her. Sakura forced him to look at her, ?He found my number in his mommy?s phonebook.? She gave him a quick kiss, ?You don?t have to worry,? she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, much to Sasuke?s pleasure, and revealed a gold chain with a white gold, princess cut, three carot, diamond ring attatched it. ?See? I keep it everywhere with me.? His tension was immediately released. Sakura then turned off her phone and smiled at him.

Sasuke?s lip twitched upward slightly. He leaned over to give her an even deeper kiss.

He moved his lips against hers and nipped at her bottom lip before devouring her completely, coaxing her mouth apart with his tongue. His movements were slow and suave, and his gaze was lustful as he watched her close her eyes and respond. His teeth grazed against her lips slightly. She flinched slightly and pulled back.

?Sasuke-kun?? Sakura questioned breathlessly. She wanted to stop before anything progressed. He gave her a skeptical glance. ?I think I should go now. Hanna wants me in early tomorrow.? She said quickly and nervously.

Sasuke groaned and leaned into her neck. ?Stay.? He commanded softly. His arms wrapped around her waist, reluctant to let her go anywhere. He was tired of losing time and all because of her job. They probably would'vebeen married and on their honeymoon a few months ago if she wasn?t so obligated to this mission of hers. ?Stay.? He pressed his lips onto hers demandingly, seducing her will away. He did not say anything more; his eyes always did most of the talking anyway. They were pleading with her.

?Sasuke-kun...?? He leaned into her neck, and pressed kisses long her jaw line, nipping at it slightly. His eyes met hers briefly, tiredly, lovingly, and pleadingly, all in one gaze. In that instant, Sakura knew she lost, that she would surrender to him because she loved him too much to go, and he loved her too much to let her go. She responded by wrapping her arms tightly around him and pressing herself closer, allowing herself to fall into the sensations and arousal he was producing.

Sasuke, knowing he had won her over, placed one arm under her legs. His other arm cradled her snugly, curling her petite frame to his larger one. Without breaking their next kiss, Sasuke carried her to his bedroom.




?It?s late. Hanabi, show your?sister to her bedroom.? Hanna said as she walked up to the master bedroom, kicked off her heels, and undid the tight bun on top of her head. Hanabi followed after her mother with a pouting lip.

?But mom?.? She pleaded.

?Just do it.? Hiashi?s voice echoed in the room. ?Hanabi, listen to your mother. Whining about a small task is not a good quality to have when you are working with the Uchihas.? He said as he stripped himself of his tie. Hanabi?s shoulders slumped in disappointment. She left the room without another word. Hiashi then turned to his wife. ?I expected a better welcome for newest addition to our family.?

Hanna shrugged and sat in front of her vanity mirror. ?Well, dear, you just decided to bring another child home for god?s sake.? She began to brush out her tangled brunette locks. ?What was I supposed to do??

?Oh I don?t know,? Hiashi sighed deeply, ?say hello, give her an embrace, tell her you?ll treat her like one of your own?? He suggested sharply. ?I was disappointed in the three of you?.?

?Dear,? Hanna glared at him, ?You think it?s that easy, to just grab some damn stranger, hug her, tell her you?ll take care of her for the rest of her life? Jesus, Hiashi, and tell her I?ll treat her like one of my own! Some bullshit that is, she isn?t mine! She is not my daughter! It would befor the best if you taught her that there will always be that barrier between us!?

?You can at least make her feel welcome!? Hiashi yelled back. ?You just stood there like some damn imbecile. Hanna, you know better!?

?Don?t yell at me like some child, Hiashi!? Hanna stood up. ?I know what I?m doing; do you know what you?re doing? Do I have to repeat it for you? You brought a fucking child home without warning your family, without discussing it, without mentioning it, what the hell were we supposed to do!?

Hiashi?s fists clenched. ?Make her feel more welcome, that?s all I ask.? He seethed.

?Humph, she?s welcome to stay. She?s welcome to dine, to shop, to live, to do whatever the hell she wants, but let me make this clear,? Hanna?s eyes narrowed at her husband, ?She is not my child. She will never be considered my child. She is not Hanabi and Hoshi?s new sister; she is just some damn orphan we took pity on.?

Hiashi?s hand moved up as if he were going to slap her, but he refrained. The challenging look in her eyes had him wishing she were a man so he could retaliate in a physical way. They both stood there with their eyes narrow in an intense glaring contest.

?S-sir...? A quiet voice suddenly interrupted their battle. Hiashi turned his head, surprised to see Hinata standing at the doorway struggling with her luggage. She had an uncomfortable and confused look on her face.

?Humph.? Hanna stormed away into the bathroom jointed with the bedroom. Hiashi frowned after his stubborn wife.

His expression softened. He turned toward Hinata. ?What is it, child??

?I-I just wanted to k-know where m-my room is?? Hinata looked bashfully away. Hiashi?s eyes widened.

?No one escorted you?? He asked. She shook her head. Hiashi muttered something under his breath, and motioned for her to follow him. ?I?m sorry about that.? He grabbed one of her suitcases and led her down the hall. He then opened a random door in the elegant hallway and ushered her in. ?Here.?

Hinata gaped. Her eyes traveled excitedly around the cream walls, the satin curtains, the red silk sheets on the bed rooms, and finally a tiny private balcony over looking the city. She held in an amazed gasp. ?T-this is r-really m-mine?? She managed to ask. Hiashi simply nodded.

?Hey!? A voice suddenly shrieked. ?Daddy! That was going to be my room!? Hanabi latched onto her father?s arm and tugged on it while stomping her foot. Hiashi pulled his arm away.

?You have your own room across the hall.? He stated simply.

?B-but,? Hanabi?s eyes became teary, ?I was going to move into this one in the Spring!? She protested and turned to give Hinata a nasty glare. ?This isn?t fair Daddy!?

Hiashi shook his head in annoyance at his daughter. ?And was it fair of you to leave your sister? Did I not tell you to bring her to her room?? He questioned.

?I-I didn?t know which room you wanted her in.? Hanabi insisted.

?I told you which one before we left the reception hall.? Hiashi snapped at his daughter. ?You couldn?t have forgotten that quickly.?

?B-but daddy...? Hanabi protested pitifully.

?And whining like that is not something a twenty-year-old woman should do.? Hiashi scolded. Hanabi bit her lip to keep it from trembling. She glared at her father and stomped off to her room. ?My apologies again.? Hiashi turned to Hinata with a weary expression.

?It?s alright, s-sir.? Hinata mumbled.

?Well,? Hiashi gave her a smile, ?I will leave you to get settled. I will have my wife take you shopping for some new clothes tomorrow.?

?That?s not necessary, sir.? Hinata replied timidly.

?Oh, but it is,? He insisted, ?tomorrow I?m afraid we have a dinner meeting with a good friend of mine.? Hinata glanced at him curiously. ?My friend Jiraya, and his boy, Naruto.? Hiashi said in a light tone. ?I expect you to be there. I want to introduce you.? Hinata gave her a light nod, ?Good night, Hinata.? With that, he turned and left. Hinata?s eyes followed her new father?s back as he left. She grasped her shirt over her heart, thanking God she had someone like Hiashi to adopt her.

Still, Hinata pondered what she was to do as she unpacked her belongings. Something in the back of her mind nagged at her. It told her that her experience tomorrow with Hanna was going to be anything but motherly and fulfilling.




?AHH!? Naruto yelled as he punched the dummy. ?YA!? He shouted again as he executed a kick. He took a few steps backward and scrapped his feet on the floor. His hands moved rhythmically as he did a midair punches and then a few kicks. He then planted his feet together, folded his arms, and sat down on the floor in meditation.

Naruto closed his eyes and took in many deep breaths, trying to calm himself and get himself focused. Beads of sweat trickled down his neck and bare chest. He heaved.

?Lord Naruto!? Someone?s voice suddenly reached his ears. Naruto cracked on eye open. He glared at the source of the voice with clear aggravation. A man with glasses came out, panting heavily. He rested his hands on his knees and bent over to take a few breaths before he spoke. ?Master Jiraya has requested your presence sir.? He said quickly.

?Hm,? Naruto closed his eyes again, ?What does ero-sennin want this time??

?He asks that you stop your training sir.? The messenger said, ?it?s quite late. He wishes to speak with you before you go to bed.?

?Tell him I?m busy.? Naruto waved the messenger off.

?B-but sir, Jiraya doesn?t want you to?.?

Naruto glared at the messenger. ?Just tell him. I want to train some more, so I will. If he wants to talk he can wait until tomorrow, or he can wait until I?m done. I don?t plan to go to sleep for a while anyway.?

?Sir, Master Jiraya...? The messenger?s voice carried a small warning tone to it.

?Let me guess, the man is too old to stay up for too long?? Naruto asked with a smirk.

?It is not good for the Master?s health, sir.? The messenger said.

Naruto realized he would not be able to get the messenger to go away at anytime. He cursed. ?Tell him I?ll be up there in a little.?

?Yes, sir.? The messenger then walked away.

?Humph,? Naruto got up from the ground. ?Stupid ero-sennin...? He placed a hand under his chin. ?He better stop trying to convince me to stop my training.? He muttered darkly. With a sudden thought, his lips spread into a mischievous grin.

Naruto had no desire to speak with his guardian tonight. He grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off of his body, and then placed his shirt back on. He turned to look up at the night sky with the same grin on his face, and then he turned to the wall that blocked Jiraya?s estate from the rest of the world. ?Well, I guess that?s one route to go.?

With expert precision, his legs scaled the wall, and he leapt over it. Naruto landed on the other side with a ?thud.? He looked back at the estate, ?See you later, old man.? He gave a little wave and ran off into the night.



Late in the middle of the night, a door creaked open, revealing a very groggy looking Hatake Kakashi who was rubbing his eye in an attempt to wake himself up. ?Eh?? His eye widened slightly. ?Phew! What is that smell? Naruto? What do you think you?re doing here?? The blonde only grinned.

?You don?t mind if I stay with you for the night do you, sensei?? He asked enthusiastically while stepping back a little. He just realized that he did not shower after his intense training session.

?Huh? O-oh, yeah sure, Naruto.? The silver haired man replied, half aware of what he was saying.?Just take the couch.? He waved off and entered his bedroom tiredly, yawning, he fell onto his mattress, completely oblivious.

Naruto grinned. ?I knew I could count on that Kakashi-sensei.? He then plopped himself onto the couch, sniffed his armpit, and closed his eyes. 'Eh, the shower can wait until tomorrow.'