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chuunin_archiveTitle: Shangri-La
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ellyrianna
Genre: Angst
Pairing: NaruSasuSaku
Rating: R
Warnings: Threesome, sex (non-explicit), dark.
Naruto and Sakura and Sasuke divide up the chores the way they divide up the house.
The house is technically Sasuke's, but they've adopted it, creeping in slowly the way wood warps after a long time. They settle down when he's not looking, catching him when he's weak. He looks around helplessly -- his territory has been invaded, and there's nothing that can be done about it no matter how hard he tries. Eventually, he stops fighting it and tries to work around it.
There is an entire wing that is his. Like in the fable with the rose and the monster, entering this end of the house is forbidden to the other residents, even the ghosts. He can hide in there, safe from them, safe from the world.
Naruto takes the biggest room as his own. The others aren't necessarily forbidden from it, but they know that if he's had a bad day, he will go in there and they aren't allowed to follow. Sasuke doesn't usually try under normal circumstances, but sometimes Sakura will. (Generally, only if Sasuke has also shown interest. She likes them working as a brigade, not as individual toy soldiers.)
Sakura claims the kitchen. She cooks in it and she cleans it and she hones it until it sings with her passion and ambition. They are always allowed in there, and she is always happy to see them in there. It's hers, but it's also theirs.
Because Sakura has the kitchen, she does the grocery shopping. She makes sure to get things that all of them like, but is also trying to slowly wean them onto each others' diets. Maybe someday, she thinks, they'll all eat the same thing without complaining.
Because Naruto has the biggest room, it's only logical that he clean the other rooms, too. He's used to taking care of the most space, and a little more doesn't kill him. He complains because he's Naruto, but he doesn't really mean it.
Because Sasuke is so concerned with privacy, he checks the traps and the tricks that adorn the Uchiha complex like lawn decorations. He keeps them safe and protected, because his biggest fear, even bigger than his privacy being accosted, is that they will be unprepared for an attack and suffer because of it.
They don’t mix their chores. Each task is carried out individually, and no one asks for help.
Sometimes, though, Naruto will help carry the groceries inside when Sakura has overspent the budget again because she wants to try out a new recipe. To repay him, Sakura will help with the dusting the next time the house is ready, because it really is a big job for one person. The days that the traps need refreshing sometimes coincide with the days when Sasuke is sent in for his monthly evaluation (when Tsunade interrogates him until he shuts off completely, and then proceeds to perform extensive medical examinations on his body to follow the after-effects of the curse seal following Orochimaru’s death and to make sure he isn’t tapping a power they’ve sealed off from him) and he’s too tired and angry to want to do his job, so Naruto comes outside and makes light jabs at humor while covertly helping him. Sakura cooks dinner and they go back inside to help her clean up the kitchen afterwards.
Even if they don’t ask for help, they’re helped sometimes anyway.
--
They live the way the married couples do, and that surprises a lot of their (former) friends.
They cook and clean and keep house. They take missions by themselves and with each other, and they come home to wrap their wounds and bitch at their partners. They train in all kinds of weather and they worry when one of them stays out later than the rest.
Their friends stopped considering themselves their friends when they took Sasuke back.
He betrayed the nation, they said.
He left you for dead, they said.
He came crawling back only because he had nowhere else to go, they said. He didn’t come back for you.
Naruto and Sakura know that what their (former) friends said is true – that it’s all true. They know it’s true, and they took him back anyway, because he is a part of their team. Even though all of the despicable things he’d done were completely true, he is still the third member of Team 7, and they will never forget that.
They operate as a team, as a unit, as a family. They had before Sasuke’s departure, and they do after his return. They carry on as best they can for him, and for each other, because even if the walls around them aren’t home, the people beside them are.
--
Sasuke sleeps with Kakashi and they know it. He trains with Anko and they know it. He gets into brutal fights with Neji and Kakashi and Gaara when he comes for a conference and they run into each other, and they know it. They know all of it, every last detail, because he tells them.
Not with words; Sasuke has never operated with words. His body tells them as easily as he could have.
Sakura and Sasuke go into Naruto’s big room and begin to undress, and she notices the bruises darkening his skin and the taped-up wounds that are too minor to go to a medicnin for. The bruises are expertly placed so that they won’t hurt, only remind, and they are the mark of someone teaching him – a sensei, and one whom he is not trying to fight with. Someone like Anko.
Then there are the other wounds, the other bruises, which are not so nicely administered. They’re everywhere, meant to hurt, meant to feel, and not meant to teach. The hacking cough comes from Neji’s signature juken style; the burns are from Kakashi’s sharingan-copied katon. They are easy to see if you know what to look for.
Naruto watches the way he walks like he has a wedge driven between his legs, a wedge that can’t be exercised out – the kind only someone with much more experience can place. Someone like Kakashi.
He could have hid it all if he wanted. He could have walked in a way that disguised his discomfort, and he could have bullied some medic-nin into healing up the other marks. The fact that he doesn’t ensures that Naruto and Sakura won’t be angry with him.
They go to bed together. He gives his wedge to Sakura as Naruto lays his own set of bruises on him, fingers digging into his hips as he pushes into him from behind. It’s satisfying to Naruto and Sakura because they know that, in the times when they’re having sex, Sasuke is thinking of no one and nothing but his teammates.
Afterwards, they lie in Naruto’s bed in a heap, legs tangled to the point when none of them are really recognizable. Sakura lays her head on Naruto’s chest, and he has an arm curled loosely around Sasuke’s waist. They are inseparable in everything they do.
--
It’s the last day of the month. Sasuke leaves shortly after breakfast for his evaluation, heading with his hands in his pockets for the Hokage’s Tower. None of them have a mission today; Sasuke wouldn’t have one anyway, but Naruto and Sakura request the last day of the month off. They wait for Sasuke and do the chores that they have divided up between them in the house that they have divided up between them.
Sakura shops while Naruto cleans. She thinks about inviting Kakashi to dinner, since she always makes extra and they have no other friends who would come to dinner with them. They are alienated and have been rejected from the collective noun Rookie 9.
Ino and Chouji are married because they can’t think of a better way to spend their time. They love each other enough that it works, but not enough to pretend that they’re obscenely happy. It’s easier on their budgets to live together and share expenses. Their marriage was as much a business transaction as a ceremony of their devotion to one another.
Shikamaru is conducting what he thinks is a secret affair with Temari, but it’s really not that secret anymore. He pretends that it is because it makes him feel less guilty about it if he thinks no one knows.
TenTen and Lee are in some sort of courtship that no one can really define. Neji watches from a safe distance, bound to his clan and unable to interject anything about it. He thinks about conducting a secret affair, but he knows that it won’t stay secret for long, and is smart enough not to try.
Hinata is surviving. Gaara is kazekage and pretending that he doesn’t notice his sister’s tryst with the Leaf nin. Kiba is helping Hinata to survive, but not more than he allows himself to.
She comes home, puts away the groceries, and finds Naruto dusting the door to Sasuke’s wing. He never cleans Sasuke’s wing, and Sakura shudders when she thinks about how much dust must be caked over all of the furniture in there.
She asks him if he wants to invite Kakashi to dinner. He shrugs and says fine, but wait until Sasuke comes home, because he might be in a bad mood. She thinks that’s a good idea and goes to the kitchen to start prepping the new recipe she wants to try.
Sasuke comes home weary and angry. He makes a half-hearted attempt to check the traps before he goes into the kitchen and sits down heavily in front of the table, making an idle comment to Sakura that it smells good in here. Naruto comes in and kicks Sasuke’s thigh, saying, c’mon, lazy-ass, you didn’t do the other side of the house. He goads Sasuke into getting up and they go and really check the traps.
When they come back, dinner is ready and neither Sakura nor Naruto mentions calling Kakashi to Sasuke, because he’s in kind of a good mood and they want to use his kind of good mood for themselves. After dinner, they go into Naruto’s room and have sex; in the middle of the night, Sasuke gets up and goes to his wing.
They were fractured, but, somehow, that was how they fit together.
Author:
ellyriannaGenre: Angst
Pairing: NaruSasuSaku
Rating: R
Warnings: Threesome, sex (non-explicit), dark.
Naruto and Sakura and Sasuke divide up the chores the way they divide up the house.
The house is technically Sasuke's, but they've adopted it, creeping in slowly the way wood warps after a long time. They settle down when he's not looking, catching him when he's weak. He looks around helplessly -- his territory has been invaded, and there's nothing that can be done about it no matter how hard he tries. Eventually, he stops fighting it and tries to work around it.
There is an entire wing that is his. Like in the fable with the rose and the monster, entering this end of the house is forbidden to the other residents, even the ghosts. He can hide in there, safe from them, safe from the world.
Naruto takes the biggest room as his own. The others aren't necessarily forbidden from it, but they know that if he's had a bad day, he will go in there and they aren't allowed to follow. Sasuke doesn't usually try under normal circumstances, but sometimes Sakura will. (Generally, only if Sasuke has also shown interest. She likes them working as a brigade, not as individual toy soldiers.)
Sakura claims the kitchen. She cooks in it and she cleans it and she hones it until it sings with her passion and ambition. They are always allowed in there, and she is always happy to see them in there. It's hers, but it's also theirs.
Because Sakura has the kitchen, she does the grocery shopping. She makes sure to get things that all of them like, but is also trying to slowly wean them onto each others' diets. Maybe someday, she thinks, they'll all eat the same thing without complaining.
Because Naruto has the biggest room, it's only logical that he clean the other rooms, too. He's used to taking care of the most space, and a little more doesn't kill him. He complains because he's Naruto, but he doesn't really mean it.
Because Sasuke is so concerned with privacy, he checks the traps and the tricks that adorn the Uchiha complex like lawn decorations. He keeps them safe and protected, because his biggest fear, even bigger than his privacy being accosted, is that they will be unprepared for an attack and suffer because of it.
They don’t mix their chores. Each task is carried out individually, and no one asks for help.
Sometimes, though, Naruto will help carry the groceries inside when Sakura has overspent the budget again because she wants to try out a new recipe. To repay him, Sakura will help with the dusting the next time the house is ready, because it really is a big job for one person. The days that the traps need refreshing sometimes coincide with the days when Sasuke is sent in for his monthly evaluation (when Tsunade interrogates him until he shuts off completely, and then proceeds to perform extensive medical examinations on his body to follow the after-effects of the curse seal following Orochimaru’s death and to make sure he isn’t tapping a power they’ve sealed off from him) and he’s too tired and angry to want to do his job, so Naruto comes outside and makes light jabs at humor while covertly helping him. Sakura cooks dinner and they go back inside to help her clean up the kitchen afterwards.
Even if they don’t ask for help, they’re helped sometimes anyway.
--
They live the way the married couples do, and that surprises a lot of their (former) friends.
They cook and clean and keep house. They take missions by themselves and with each other, and they come home to wrap their wounds and bitch at their partners. They train in all kinds of weather and they worry when one of them stays out later than the rest.
Their friends stopped considering themselves their friends when they took Sasuke back.
He betrayed the nation, they said.
He left you for dead, they said.
He came crawling back only because he had nowhere else to go, they said. He didn’t come back for you.
Naruto and Sakura know that what their (former) friends said is true – that it’s all true. They know it’s true, and they took him back anyway, because he is a part of their team. Even though all of the despicable things he’d done were completely true, he is still the third member of Team 7, and they will never forget that.
They operate as a team, as a unit, as a family. They had before Sasuke’s departure, and they do after his return. They carry on as best they can for him, and for each other, because even if the walls around them aren’t home, the people beside them are.
--
Sasuke sleeps with Kakashi and they know it. He trains with Anko and they know it. He gets into brutal fights with Neji and Kakashi and Gaara when he comes for a conference and they run into each other, and they know it. They know all of it, every last detail, because he tells them.
Not with words; Sasuke has never operated with words. His body tells them as easily as he could have.
Sakura and Sasuke go into Naruto’s big room and begin to undress, and she notices the bruises darkening his skin and the taped-up wounds that are too minor to go to a medicnin for. The bruises are expertly placed so that they won’t hurt, only remind, and they are the mark of someone teaching him – a sensei, and one whom he is not trying to fight with. Someone like Anko.
Then there are the other wounds, the other bruises, which are not so nicely administered. They’re everywhere, meant to hurt, meant to feel, and not meant to teach. The hacking cough comes from Neji’s signature juken style; the burns are from Kakashi’s sharingan-copied katon. They are easy to see if you know what to look for.
Naruto watches the way he walks like he has a wedge driven between his legs, a wedge that can’t be exercised out – the kind only someone with much more experience can place. Someone like Kakashi.
He could have hid it all if he wanted. He could have walked in a way that disguised his discomfort, and he could have bullied some medic-nin into healing up the other marks. The fact that he doesn’t ensures that Naruto and Sakura won’t be angry with him.
They go to bed together. He gives his wedge to Sakura as Naruto lays his own set of bruises on him, fingers digging into his hips as he pushes into him from behind. It’s satisfying to Naruto and Sakura because they know that, in the times when they’re having sex, Sasuke is thinking of no one and nothing but his teammates.
Afterwards, they lie in Naruto’s bed in a heap, legs tangled to the point when none of them are really recognizable. Sakura lays her head on Naruto’s chest, and he has an arm curled loosely around Sasuke’s waist. They are inseparable in everything they do.
--
It’s the last day of the month. Sasuke leaves shortly after breakfast for his evaluation, heading with his hands in his pockets for the Hokage’s Tower. None of them have a mission today; Sasuke wouldn’t have one anyway, but Naruto and Sakura request the last day of the month off. They wait for Sasuke and do the chores that they have divided up between them in the house that they have divided up between them.
Sakura shops while Naruto cleans. She thinks about inviting Kakashi to dinner, since she always makes extra and they have no other friends who would come to dinner with them. They are alienated and have been rejected from the collective noun Rookie 9.
Ino and Chouji are married because they can’t think of a better way to spend their time. They love each other enough that it works, but not enough to pretend that they’re obscenely happy. It’s easier on their budgets to live together and share expenses. Their marriage was as much a business transaction as a ceremony of their devotion to one another.
Shikamaru is conducting what he thinks is a secret affair with Temari, but it’s really not that secret anymore. He pretends that it is because it makes him feel less guilty about it if he thinks no one knows.
TenTen and Lee are in some sort of courtship that no one can really define. Neji watches from a safe distance, bound to his clan and unable to interject anything about it. He thinks about conducting a secret affair, but he knows that it won’t stay secret for long, and is smart enough not to try.
Hinata is surviving. Gaara is kazekage and pretending that he doesn’t notice his sister’s tryst with the Leaf nin. Kiba is helping Hinata to survive, but not more than he allows himself to.
She comes home, puts away the groceries, and finds Naruto dusting the door to Sasuke’s wing. He never cleans Sasuke’s wing, and Sakura shudders when she thinks about how much dust must be caked over all of the furniture in there.
She asks him if he wants to invite Kakashi to dinner. He shrugs and says fine, but wait until Sasuke comes home, because he might be in a bad mood. She thinks that’s a good idea and goes to the kitchen to start prepping the new recipe she wants to try.
Sasuke comes home weary and angry. He makes a half-hearted attempt to check the traps before he goes into the kitchen and sits down heavily in front of the table, making an idle comment to Sakura that it smells good in here. Naruto comes in and kicks Sasuke’s thigh, saying, c’mon, lazy-ass, you didn’t do the other side of the house. He goads Sasuke into getting up and they go and really check the traps.
When they come back, dinner is ready and neither Sakura nor Naruto mentions calling Kakashi to Sasuke, because he’s in kind of a good mood and they want to use his kind of good mood for themselves. After dinner, they go into Naruto’s room and have sex; in the middle of the night, Sasuke gets up and goes to his wing.
They were fractured, but, somehow, that was how they fit together.
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Date: 2006-08-27 11:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-27 11:23 pm (UTC)HOWEVER. That being said, I love the style you used. How you described each part of what they did, and then related them to each other, said what they did togther -- all of that goobleygunk. The flow of the piece was wonderful, and it connected gorgeously.
AND I READ THE WHOLE THING WITHOUT CRINGING. Which often happens when I try to read team 7 fic. This in itself is one giant applaud for your skills. You have managed to catch my attention for an extended period of time with a subject THAT I DON'T LIKE!!! O_O It's a miracle.
Iloveyou!
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Date: 2006-08-27 11:25 pm (UTC)Thanks for commenting though ♥ I appreciate you taking the time to read crap that doesn't even interest you! :O What DO you like to read, anyway? I have to write you some gift!fic someday.
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Date: 2006-08-27 11:49 pm (UTC)What do I like to read... That's a tricky one. My fandom of choice changes from day to day. Right now, and I'm guessing for the next few weeks, I'm on a Bleach kick. *_* Bleach♥ And I love gift!fic. I STILL HAVE TWO COUPONS TOO!!! *___* YOU'RE SO GOOD TO ME.
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Date: 2006-08-27 11:52 pm (UTC)USE YOUR FREAKING COUPONS ALREADY. I want to post something in that si_unspoken because Kin is pissing me off at just how much she's posting in there lately.
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Date: 2006-08-28 12:11 am (UTC)THEN POST SOMETHING. BUT I'M NOT USING MY COUPONS. I'm saving them for a rainy day when everything sucks and I need happiness. (Trust me, school's starting and it's almost winter. I'll need them very soon.)
DAMN YOU KIN-MUN. ♥
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Date: 2006-08-28 12:13 am (UTC)I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO POST. Give me an idea. It won't count off your coupons.
I KNOW RIGHT.
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Date: 2006-08-28 12:30 am (UTC)SHIKAHAKU. Obviously.
YEAH! *shakes fist*
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Date: 2006-08-28 12:35 am (UTC)THAT'S NOT AN IDEA THAT'S A PAIRING. I need a prompt or something.
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Date: 2006-08-28 12:45 am (UTC)and then you can write me a Hitsugaya/Matsumoto gift!ficUm. Um. Um. Brain. I don't know. x__x
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Date: 2006-08-28 03:15 am (UTC)Bad job >O Think of something more inspiring ♥
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Date: 2006-08-28 03:43 am (UTC)Umumum. Write a piece on Shikamaru after he runs away
LIKE A SISSYfrom Haku after kissing him? Yeah, yeah, do that. ^^;;no subject
Date: 2006-08-28 04:19 am (UTC)SISSY MY ASS, HAKU IS A BIGGER PUSSY THAN ALL THE CATS IN THE WORLD.Alright, I can do that. *goes to work*P.S. I'm getting to use all my icons on you~
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Date: 2006-08-28 04:35 am (UTC)I SAID SHIKA WAS A SISSY, BUT I NEVER SAID HAKU WASN'T.Seriously? NO WAY. I'd totally use all my icons on you... except I have ~32 of them... and I'm replying from GMail, so fuck that shit. ♥ Default icon away!!!