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[ The Uchiha district has gotten a lot smaller in the years following the massacre. The village began expanding into it not too long ago, leaving a small area to the clan's name as both an homage and memorial to the fallen innocents. Within that small area, only two households are actually occupied by anyone. After Sakura gave birth to Sasuke's child, it was suggested she move there so that the child could have a connection to her heritage while her father was away. The other estate belongs to Uchiha Obito, a man branded a criminal and traitor by the village. The only reason he hasn't been locked away in a high security prison forever is because of his active part in ending the war... (that he started) and saving humanity -- or else, that's the reason the Hokage gave for his decision. Most are aware that Obito was given special exemption because of his relationship with Kakashi. Of course, other factors played into it, but that was the main one.

Of course, that doesn't mean Obito is a completely free man by any means. An agreement had been arranged between the Hokage and his advisers that Obito would be confined to the boundaries of Uchiha property, unless otherwise temporarily overruled (when the village needed his special abilities) or when in the company of a few select shinobi. Sakura being one of them.

Sakura had been kind to him before, more so than anyone else, but she had always approached him with a degree of caution. He thought it would always be like that, up until the point wherein she got pregnant. She moved to the district shortly after, an area that most didn't like to visit because of Obito's constant presence. This is what had drawn Obito and Sakura closer, since he visited her the most out of anyone during the nine months she was mostly rendered ... ineffective. Her friends were busy with work and missions, and Sasuke had decided to do some traveling before she was due to give birth, so that left her stuck at home most of the time unless she went out of her way to visit the clinic. Obito would accompany her then, offering to do most of the grunt work and leave the technical stuff to her. There were times he felt concern over how hard she worked.

Sasuke came back home in time for the birth of Sarada. He stayed for a few months before getting restless(?) and departing on another journey that would benefit Konoha's intel. Obito then took it upon himself to help Sakura out during the days her friends were unable to, visiting frequently. Since he didn't have a job, he didn't really have anything else to do. He had to learn how to change diapers and prepare baby meals, but it wasn't a process that he took long to get used to. He soon took to the role of taking care of Sarada and grew attached to the little Uchiha... She was his kin, after all. But he also grew attached to Sakura, becoming especially fond and protective of her.

He earns her trust enough that she lets him babysit the child when she is called back to the clinic or asked to take missions, but she seems to prefer staying home with her daughter when she can't take her to the clinic with her. During these first few years of the child's life, it is especially important for her to form a relationship with her parents, so he understands why she would. By the time she turns two, Sarada had learned to walk, which was both wonderful and disastrous. She gets into things when she can, but with two highly-trained shinobi around, she never gets too deep into trouble. Obito often wonders when Sasuke would show up again, since it's already been over a year since he's been gone.

The days get shorter as fall quickly approaches and by the time Obito visits Sakura's estate today, it's already dark. He hadn't been able to come by because he'd been waiting on his order from one of the only stores that would sell to him, which arrived late. With the shipment, came a few gifts he'd gotten for Sakura and Sarada. A bouquet of flowers for Sakura, because she mentioned liking this particular flower before, and a new stuffed animal for Sarada (she had a lot of those, she's spoiled).

When he arrives at the back porch of the house, he knocks first and opens the door, stepping in quietly in case Sarada had already been put to bed (or a nap, that girl never slept a whole eight hours straight). He has a big of rice cakes hanging from his arm, and his gifts held beneath the other. ]

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[ sarada wasn't a mistake. she wasn't an accident. she was... she was a surprise. a wonderful surprise that neither of her parents had planned. sakura was attached to her job; sasuke was married to his missions and wanderings. a relationship wasn't something they'd thought about, much less a baby. they'd had to have a serious conversation about that once sakura discovered she was pregnant. it was awkward, to say the least, but it was good to hash things out between them. to clear the air.

because sakura wasn't in love with sasuke anymore. oh, she loved him, there was no arguing that. but she loved him the way she loved kakashi, and tenzou, and sai. he was one of her most precious people. and an occasional fuckbuddy. at least until the whole baby thing happened. sakura was okay bearing his child ( since he wasn't planning on ever getting married like. ever. but a part of him still wanted more family than obito ) but just the one. if he wanted another, he was going to have to find another incubator.

which isn't to say being his baby mama was a bad deal. she got a nice house away from the judgemental civilians she grew up around. obito was around for free babysitting. spending the first little while of her daughter's life working in the hospital instead of going on regular missions ( which she would one day get back to ) meant she could do all the research she wouldn't have had time for otherwise. and, best of all, she got sarada out of it. the light of her life. her baby girl who she loved more than anyone in the world, even if she was in the terrible twos.

there was no denying the fact that sarada had sakura wrapped around her little finger. it was kind of cute, really, to see mother and daughter doing just about everything together. sarada was a precious and precocious little thing who loved to tag along with mama and kiss all the genin's booboos better. and sometimes she tagged along to training with the rest of team 7 and made them all melt the way she would try to mimic jutsu names and fall asleep in a pile of kakashi's dogs.

but even though she was adorable and sakura loved her to the moon and back, sometimes a mother just needs a night off. luckily, she had a whole slew of babysitters who would be more than willing to watch little sarada for a night. so, having turned her daughter over to uncle naruto and uncle kakashi for a night ( with uncle tenzou promising to take pictures of dinner ) sakura prepared for a night to herself. she broke out the wine, a novel she'd been meaning to finish for a while, and ran the bath as hot as she could stand it. a good soak and a read sounded just perfect.

she probably should've expected to feel obito's chakra crossing the seals surrounding the house.

somehow, she and obito had become close over the years. her wary acceptance of him after the war ( he'd saved her team; she owed him a chance for that, at least ) slowly shifted to fondness, to friendship, to... well. apparently sakura had a type and her type was uchiha men and loud blond(e)s. her feelings for obito were something she very carefully didn't mention, for fear it would ruin their friendship and take sarada's beloved uncle obito away from her. all the flutters and fondness were very carefully tucked away. and yet, she couldn't help but let him in to her life a little more with each day.

sakura sighs quietly before yelling out, ] In the bath, Obito!

[ she had absolutely no compunctions about him seeing her naked. he'd been there when she shoved a living being the size of a small watermelon out of her vagina. seeing her in the bath couldn't be that big of a deal when compared to that.

( it's possible that taking missions with team 7 that involved them staying in cramped quarters and occasionally seeing each other in the nude has warped sakura's idea of modesty a little bit. but whatever. that's shinobi life, isn't it? ) ]

[ In the bath... he's not sure if it's an invitation, but he's not about to assume it is. As often as he's caught her undressing or changing, he hasn't gotten used to it and he's not sure if he wants to. That kind of intimacy is to be shared between lovers -- and he can't even begin to hope that Sakura could see him in that light. The casual touches they exchange on top of her the comfort she seems to have around him has certainly caused some confusion, but he's in no position to ask questions or push boundaries. He could get his teeth smashed in for a miscalculation like that...

In the time they've known each other, she'd grown from a promising young soldier, to a formidable, realized shinobi. He'd never thought of her as a child, but he never thought of her as a woman, either. At this point, there was no way for him to look at her and see her as anything but a woman. But she was also a woman with family and a woman much too deserving of a man who wasn't branded as evil or a traitor by the very village she loved so much. For this reason, he had to close his eyes; to avoid looking at her at all if looking meant having to yearn.

It didn't work out so much, when they were together pretty much every other day. All it took was the briefest of glimpses and the small moments where they met each others eyes. She wouldn't let him look away and it was starting to trouble him.

But he couldn't abandon her. He especially couldn't abandon Sarada. So he'd have to endure. That's what a ninja ... does....

He paces around the household, noticing that the baby-gates weren't up as they usually are. It doesn't take him long to realize Sarada's presence is gone, so he drops by the door of the bathroom to knock, which pushes it open ajar. He keeps his head bowed and turned away. ]

Where's Sarada?

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[ when he starts moving around the house, it's easy to guess who he's looking for. and when he pokes his head into the bathroom, sakura is highly amused. he's always so shy. she's never quite sure if it's just an obito thing or if it's because he's attracted to her. ]

She's at Naruto's for tonight. He wanted some time with her, and I could use the night off from full-time moming.

[ sakura studies obito from the bath as she talks. a single glass of wine isn't enough to get her drunk. but when she's not burning it off, it is enough to make her just a little bolder.

sakura smiles and puts her book down on the floor, next to her nearly empty glass. there's only one way to figure out the answer to her question. ]

Why don't you come here? The bath is big enough for two, or you could sit on the toilet. [ it's not quite an out, but it does give him a not getting naked option. ]

[ She's teasing him. It's not the first time she's done it, and he's not afraid to point out that she is. He sets the bag down on the floor outside of the bathroom before pushing the door open further, holding out the bouquet of flowers before he steps in.

So, she turned Sarada over to Naruto, then. He's a bit disappointed, but he won't admit that he wants to be around to see her face light up when she gets her new toy. Nope... he ain't admitting that.

He keeps his head turned, eyes fixed on the floor. He even grimaces a bit, knowing she's in one of those moods. ]

The floor's fine. [ He'll move to sit beside her, with the wall of the tub separating them. This way, he doesn't have to look at her. He'll stare ahead... He lays the flowers over his lap. ] The tub doesn't look that big. You're underestimating my size.

[ thwarted yet again. she probably should've expected it. the few times she's attempted to flirt with obito before had all been shut down fairly quickly too. but he never outright turned her down, either. it was more than a little frustrating. and sakura is sick of it.

with a small sigh, she crosses her arms on the ledge of the tub right by obito's right shoulder. while she figures out what to say, she studies his profile and the way he's resolutely looking forward. ]

Obito... [ somehow this is much harder than telling sasuke she wanted a no strings attached fuck with someone she could trust. feelings make everything complicated. ] I'm a little in love with you, you know. And I want you. [ might as well be super blunt about it so there's no possibility of him just brushing her off. ] But if you want me to stop flirting with you, I will. No matter what, I want you to be around for Sarada so... I'll stop. If it bothers you.

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[ He hears the words, but somehow his mind seems to keep them at a distance. It is received as a faint recognition, which causes his reaction to be delayed. His lips part as his jaw hangs, eyes widening so slowly that it almost comes off as comedic.

It's then that his organs lurch, body tensing and going frigid as a prickle of sensation crawls up the length of his spine. The contrasting emotion is so uncomfortable that it makes him restless. He's never considered... love to be possible for him, to be shared with someone he doesn't even deserve to be in the company of. It's as shocking as it is euphoric, though, and he can't help but succumb to the churning deep in his chest. He looks at her with slight panic in his eyes, confusion twisting his expression. ] What? With me?

[ the shock and panic on his face is easy to read. maybe she was being too subtle for him before... here she'd been thinking she was doing an awful job at being subtle and worrying she would ruin things. ]

Yes, with you. [ she reaches out with damp fingers to brush some of his hair off his forehead and then cup his cheek. ] You've done some awful things, I can't deny that. But you're repenting. Atoning. You're a good man when you let yourself be. It wasn't hard to fall for the person who's been my friend and constant support.

[ her team has always been there, of course. but they've had lives and missions over the past two years and change. obito has been there for her quite literally whenever she's needs him. he's a good friend, and almost as good as a second parent to sarada with how involved he is in her life. really, it should almost have been expected that this would happen.

but it's a shock to him. and it doesn't seem like a completely good one. ]

Like I said, I can drop it and pretend this never happened if that's what you want. [ her expression shows just how much she doesn't want that to happen. now that it's out in the open, she wants it to stay that way. wants their relationship to progress. but for sarada's sake, she'll be willing to let it go. ]

[ "Some awful things" is definitely an understatement. It's because of him that Sarada is without a family. She doesn't know that, does she? It almost seems like he's been deceiving her all this time, being gentle and patient and kind. That's not who he is, even if that's who he wants to be. He's been trying to move away from his past, but as time goes on, it seems to strengthen its hold on him. He's tied down to it, immersed in it.

He doesn't want to drag her down. Sakura, who is so beautiful, sweet, and smart, so much like Rin yet so different, has a long, happy life ahead of her. A life with Sarada. To share that life with him, well, it'd be a waste.

But he's a selfish man. He always has been and always will. If he were any different, he would have graciously allowed his life to end, but instead he's hanging onto what little he has left, Sakura being among them.

His tears dried up long ago, but he still gets urges to cry. They come and go, causing his throat to swell and his eyes to burn when things are too quiet, when he's spent too much time in his own head. Sometimes he wants to cry when he looks at Sarada.

He feels happy. It's a lot like feeling sad.

His eyes seem to unfocus as she holds his stare, cheek pulling away from the palm of her hand as he adjusts against the tub, gripping the edge with his free hand. He leans forward, trying to press his face against the damp skin of her neck. ]

[ she lets him. if he needs a moment, needs this, she's more than willing to give it to him. curling her arms around him, sakura lets her eyes fall closed.

she knows what he's done. maybe not everything, but most of it. between going through kakashi's files, talking with sasuke before she moved to the uchiha lands, and getting an earful from ino, sakura has a very good idea of the atrocities he's committed. she loves him despite that. maybe ( probably ) she's too forgiving. but she thinks of how she almost killed sasuke, thinks of all the people ( men, women, children ) she's killed on missions, and wonders if she can really judge some of the things he's done. he killed people she knew. but every person whose life she's ended has had friends. family. their world and morality is complex. she's not sure she'll ever be able to untangle all her thoughts about it but that's okay.

arms tightening around obito, sakura presses a kiss to the side of his head. ] Obito, [ her voice is hushed, barely more than a whisper, ] Talk to me. Tell me this is okay.

[ He's never known the touch of a mother. He has known the touch of Rin. It was always gentle, soft, and comforting -- he noticed a long time ago that Sakura's was similar. The nature of the touch was always platonic, a show of caring. This embrace Sakura gives him, he can't quite sense the difference, but he melts into it regardless. His hand raises from the edge of the tub to dip into the water, dragging over the sharp edge of her hip and around it as he presses a desperate kiss against her throat. ]

Don't let me do this. You deserve better than what I can give you.

[ his lips meet her neck and sakura inhales sharply--not quite a gasp, but an audible reaction to match the shiver down her spine. how long has it been since she's been touched like this? since she's had more than naruto's occasional hugs to fulfill her craving for physical contact? too long. ]

You don't get to decide what I deserve.

[ sakura tilts her head back, giving obito access to more of her throat. it should go against her every instinct, and she can't help the flash of thought that reminds her she's making herself vulnerable, but it feels like the right thing to do. ]

I'm choosing you. [ her hand tightens in his hair, pulling just a little. ] I want you.

[ His mouth is soft against her skin as he takes his time covering her pulse with wordless promises and declarations of his devotion. He can feel her blood thrumming faintly against his lips as he draws a path down and over her shoulder, kissing at her clavicle. There's a gentleness in his touch that is entirely reminiscent of the way he'd handle both her and Sarada. Caution would the best way to describe his approach to this, but there's an underlying note of yearning. His mouth runs dry at her words, finding them more arousing than sweet. The hand that had wrapped around her waist runs over her spine, brushing over the small of her back as he coaxes her to rise on her knees. He does the same, keeping his back bowed as he seals their mouths together for the briefest of moments.

It barely lasts long enough for him to savour the texture of her lips. He bumps his brow against his forehead once he's parted away from her, shutting his eyes as he tries to suppress the adrenaline spiking in his veins. ]

You want me... [ He murmurs lowly. ] You can't be teasing me again, can you?

[ it's been a long time since anyone has touched her like this. obito's kisses reaffirm for sakura her decision to choose him. because it was a choice. she could have kept silent, could have let the feelings fade. but then she would've missed out on feeling his yearning and his cautious fingers.

the kiss he presses to her lips is much too short, but kneeling half out of the water does interesting things to her body. half of her is freezing and the other half is deliciously warm as she presses herself a little closer to him. ]

No, I'm not teasing. [ fingertips ghost over his scars, his bottom lip. she leans in to kiss him softly, then again. her arms lower until she can snake her chilled hands under his shirt. ] Take this off and join me. I told you there's room for two.

[ and there is. one of the reasons sakura chose this house was the oversized bathtub. ]

[ Heat spreads through his face as a familiar sensation of arousal churns inside the pit of his stomach. Her fingers are like ice against the right side of his back, encouraging that uncomfortable stab of adrenaline rising through his very core. Excitement hurts, as does pretty much everything else, but it feels good, if a little foreign. He slowly allows their lips to join in a longer lasting kiss, slipping the occasional touch of the tongue as he moves his head at a slant to reach deeper. His hands are busy roaming over her body, dragging over the outsides of her thighs and running between to lightly touch the sensitive flesh there. It's all exploratory, but there's a teasing element to the way his fingers deftly stroke over her pelvis, stopping just above the heat between her legs.

He can't part from her now, not when they're kissing like this. He never considered his mouth to be very sensitive, but somehow kissing is enough to make him get painfully hard. Well, he's also touching her, but still. ]

[ this wasn't exactly what she was thinking of when she decided she'd be okay with bedding obito tonight. but she can't exactly complain when his hands are sliding over her skin like that. at least, not until they dance just above where she wants them most, where she can feel herself getting wet and aching for his touch. here she'd been hoping this would be more satisfying than the nights spent riding her own hand and muffling her moans with her pillow.

sakura makes a frustrated noise in the back of her throat, biting at obito's lower lip. her fingers splay across his back for a moment before rucking his shirt up. she pulls back from the kiss just long enough to say, ] Off, [ and give it a good tug. then she kisses him again, a lingering thing, because she can't resist.

it's hard to tear her self away from his mouth for longer than that, but she does, panting slightly as she eyes him. ] Here or the bed?

[ The sink of teeth in his lip elicits a heavy exhale as he presses closer to return the gesture, though it's more of a graze than anything. His hands move over her hips, gripping what he can fill in his palms as he mouths more desperately at her lips, pushing closer to feel her breasts up against his chest. The cloth of his shirt gets soaked in the process, but...

At the question, he feels his mind bluescreen. ] Uh... [ Oh wow. She's going to let him put it in? His eyes seem to fog over with a daze as he pulls back to regard her expression. ]

[ as much as she doesn't want to tease him, sakura can't help but giggle at his dazed expression. it's just too cute. ]

Bed, then. [ she takes advantage of his stupor to disentangle herself and stand up. bending down to open the drain is a very deliberate movement, complete with heated look over her shoulder. with sasuke, she never tried to seduce him. but she knows the basics of how this should work. it feels a little silly, but it's worth a try, if only to see if she can fluster obito more.

as the water swirls around her ankles, sakura leans over to press another heated kiss to his lips. she can't get enough of him. ]

[ Well, fluster him she does, because the eyes she makes at him is received with barely any grace. He reels a bit, but is quick to recover when she she rears up to kiss him. He breaks the kiss off into a series of smooches, steadying her with a hand cupping the side of her face. ]

The bed, then... [ He repeats her words a bit stupidly, murmuring against her lips as he raises to his feet. ]

[ the floor isn't something sakura is too worried about, so she doesn't reach for a towel as she steps out of the bathtub. instead, she reaches for him, pushing herself up on her tippy toes so she can kiss his jaw. it gets both his clothes and the floor wet, but that's alright. they'll dry.

taking his hand, sakura leads him to her bedroom. unlike the rest of the house, her room is sparsely furnished. a large bed, a desk with a few files on it, and her dresser are the only things occupying it. she's wondered in the past if she shouldn't decorate it more. but she's glad now that she never bought a footboard. it makes it easier to push obito onto the mattress and straddle him.

her lips find his again. fingers tangle in his hair, and she rolls her hips against his. ] Touch me, [ she says between kisses. ] I want you, [ another quick kiss ] To do the things, [ kiss ] You've only ever dreamed about. That okay with you?

[ she's not expecting a no...... ]

[ For an experienced man such as himself, this is ... more than enough to blow his mind. All the affection she gives him continues to be met with part-disbelief, but he easily melts away into her touch, follows her to the bedroom as if he were in a trance.

He'd stepped into this room so often during the past few years, but he always held the place she slept in as sacred and did his best to avoid having to invade that part of her privacy. Now, she is eagerly inviting him into it, pushing him past the boundary that separated friend and family from lover. He can barely comprehend the reality of the situation.

She pushes him, and he matches the motion seamlessly, falling to the mattress in a controlled manner that is so shinobi-like. His hands are on her before she can even get on top of him, running over her sides and arms for a bit of leverage as she rocks down against his budding erection. He sighs deeply at the pressure of her hips moving against him as it elicits a shock of pain and pleasure. Her words serve to fluster him more, but he's too dazed to actually be totally affected. He simply nods as his next breath is pulled in with a sharp intake.

He will try to roll them over, but there's no force behind his movements. ]

[ the fact that his hands are on her just as quickly as she's on him reinforces her notion that this was a good idea. she rolls over onto her back with the slightest prompting, grinning widely as she stretches out in the sheets. they're her good ones. she'd maybe be planning on a little personal time after her bath since she wouldn't have to quiet herself.

but this is better. ]

[ The grin is met with a smile of his own, though his is much more subdued, fond. He holds himself above her, displaying his weight to his arms as he brushes her damp bangs from her face. ]

You want me to touch you... Is there anything else you want?

[ her grin softens to match his fondness. one of her hands comes up to rest on his chest, right above his heart. her own is thumping wildly against her ribcage. sakura knows what she wants. but she'd be lying if she said she wasn't a little nervous to ask for it. but nothing ventured, nothing gained. and his clear affection for her makes it easier for her to say it.]

Make love to me.

[ His fingers run through the wet locks of her hair, features softening at her request. For all his inexperience, he's surprisingly calm, though he always is, isn't he?Her words are passionate but chaste, making it difficult for him to be anything but the same. He drops his weight onto her, shielding her away from the chilled air ghosting over her still damp skin for a brief moment as he covers her mouth with his own. It's a desperate, crushing kiss, which only grows more heated as he raises up on his knees, withdrawing just enough to begin disrobing above her. ]

[ this... this is the reaction she'd been looking for when she was still in the bath. the passion, the intensity, the way she can feel him against her and above her, encompassing her in his warmth. it's brilliant and intoxicating.

the second his clothes start coming off, she's touching bare skin. slightly cold fingertips brush across his skin as sakura revels in the moment. she gently scratches her fingernails over the divide between his skin and the false flesh, just to see what he does, as her teeth sink into his lower lip. he'd liked that before, hadn't he? ]

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I can't help but laugh whenever I use kakasaku icons in this thread

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