I know its been forever since my last update, but I swear time just flew by and I got so frustratingly busy. Celebrated my 24th bday last Sunday and feeling somewhat depressed about where my life is. So yeah Naruto always helps me feel better and Sasusaku is definitely the way to go. So here it is guys, once again my apologies.

Disclaimer: Even after all this time, no, I still don't own Naruto.

Chapter Three: Oh What Webs We Weave

Waking up with every single part of you sore is bad enough, but waking up with a heavy, quite sexy male figure practically lying on top of you is worse. Sakura sighed and groggily opened her eyes. Heaving off Sasuke's weight was easier than she expected and she gingerly snaked her hand to the sore tender spot between her legs. Wincing, she decided that maybe it was a bad idea to egg on an extremely horny and sexy missing nin to fuck her senseless. Ah well. Staring at Sasuke, she realized two things. She never really had a chance to ever take in his sleeping profile before. He looked at peace when he slept. Literally trying to shake off any sort of emotion that began to rise in her chest, she took a chance to glance around her surroundings, now that the blindfold was off. She was definitely underground, in some sort of dungeon from the looks of it. Scoffing, she realized that's what happen when you roll around with the likes of Orochimaro, you end up in dungeons and what not. The seal on her inner wrist started to tingle. She almost forgot about that, but was definitely reminded of it when the subtle tingle started into a full out burn. Gasping, she rubbed it and raised her wrist to face the room, getting a 360 of the entire place she was held captive in.

Sasuke woke up almost an instant after hearing Sakura's gasp. Being Sasuke, one was always alert and thus he pulled two kunais from under the bed and sprang to his feet. Naked glory and all.

Sakura glanced at him and felt her mouth go dry instantly. Instead of showing him that he still had an effect on her after all that happened, she openly rolled her eyes at him and was jus about to blurt just an insulting remark at him when sand started to leak from her wrist and onto the floor.

"The fuck?" Sasuke deadpanned, staring at the naked woman before him, sand welling up onto the floor under her. " What the fuck is that?"

Sakura smirked and quickly got off the bed in search of her clothing, " Well Sasuke darling, this was quite fun, but you see I gotta run now."

"The hell you will," Sasuke growled.

One second he was all the way on the other side of the bed from her and then all of a sudden Sakura was roughly shoved against a wall, with a glowering Sasuke staring down at her.

"Who sealed you?" he demanded, wringing her wrists above her head.

She was about to answer when they heard the sand shifting around the room. Looking over to the figure that it was generating into, Sasuke's grip around her wrists tightened even more. Well that's going to leave a mark, Sakura silently concluded.

"You little minx," Sasuke growled as the figure nodded to Sakura and then with a sudden burst it disappeared taking every grain of sand with it.

"They know where I am now," she said, staring him full into his eyes, tomoes swirling and all. She took the Uchiha head first in bed, and she wasn't going to back down now. "They're coming for me."

The entire room started to tremble and Sakura smiled sadly as she continued to stare at Sasuke's face. She drank in his every detail and swore to never forget it.

Her chakra was fully recovered now and she used the opportunity to yank her hands free of Sasuke's iron grip. He didn't even bother to reclaim his hold on her. He continued to stare at her as well. For a moment she wanted to lie to herself and pretend that perhaps he was staring at her with that same intensity for the same reasons as she. She was still in love with him. He could see it in those betraying emerald eyes of hers. He was practically inhaling it and this close to lose himself in it. But Sakura knew Sasuke all to well. New Sasuke, old Sasuke, same Sasuke. After all this time, he managed to somehow find himself and stay clear of the village that he grew to hate with a passion. Sakura knew he would not create a war with Konoha when her comrades came for her. In her mind, she simply wasn't worth it. Not for him.

Raising a pale hand, she flicked an ebony lock away from his face, her hand lingering on his cheek, "You and me….yeah….we were never going to work out."

Sharingan eyes dissolved into ebony as he stared disbelievingly at the girl, no, not girl, woman in front of him. Her next words to him were even more of a shock.

"Thank you."

But the outcome after those words were not the same as they were years ago. Instead, hungry lips latched onto his mouth and Sasuke groaned and pulled her closer to him. His reaction of instantaneous and she revelled in it. Kissing Sakura was like sating and unknown thirst, but yet that thirst kept getting worse and worse. Slanting his mouth across hers, his tongue plundered and punished her as her sharp nails dug his back. His rough had quickly skimmed her body, running along the contours and soft curves that were hers. Finally she pulled away, lips swollen and throbbing and Sasuke stood there fully conscious in front of his former team mate, red tomoes swirling maddenly.

With a final loud crash, the entire top of the dungeon exploded and Sakura winced as blinding sunlight poured down from the heavens on them.

A cloud of sand rolled in and standing regally on it was none other than Sakabu No Gaara. Uchihas do not gape nor do they even show any hint of surprise. Hence Sasuke only allowed a single muscle in his jaw to twitch in surprise and aggravation. He expected the entire of Konoha's most heroic troops, including the blond loud mouth Hokage himself to show up for the rescue of the pink haired medic. But to say he was surprised that it was Gaara was an understatement.

The sand slowly dispersed and disappeared from under his feet which was serving its purpose of a magic carpet and Gaara gracefully landed on his feet.

"Gaara," Sakura breathed.

Sasuke's machoism and sudden jealousy kicked in at hearing another man's name come from the lips of the woman who had kissed him senseless just moments ago.

"Sakura," Gaara greeted, his voice a deep rumble, "I trust that you are not hurt."

Everyone was way too calm.

"No, of course not, not in that way atleast," Sakura said, moving out from behind Sasuke, who immediately placed himself right back in front of her. She was still naked.

"You," Sasuke directed his deadly tone towards the one who had pushed him over the edge when they were younger.

"Yes, me," Gaara said, slight amusement laced his dark rimmed jade eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Sasuke spat, throwing out his arm to stop Sakura from moving any closer to that monster.

Gaara lifted his head and nodded to Sakura, "I'm here to rescue my betrothed. I do not want her to be late for her own wedding you know."

Sasuke saw red. His entire body stiffened and everyone could practically feel the deadly aura leak from his body.

"You're marrying him? This monster?" Sasuke rounded on Sakura, his tone low and deadly.

"He's not a monster, not anymore," Sakura replied, shrugging on her kimono which she had been clutching so tightly a few seconds ago that she thought it would have ripped. "The kazekage wants only me to be his wife and I accepted."

Sasuke's whole world seemed to be topsey turvey and it all started when Sakura started to smart mouth him and dropped the kun from his name.

"You don't love him," Sasuke stated matter of factly, turning to look at Gaara with triumpht in his eyes.

" But I can learn to," Sakura's words sent him reeling, so badly in front that he didn't even feel it when she quickly and medically hit all his chakra spots simultaneously.

The Uchiha fell to his knees and gazed up at the sight of Sakura walking over his fallen form and towards to the Kazekage, her future husband.

"Don't worry, Sasuke, it's nothing permanent," she explained turning around to look at him. "I just blocked your prominent chakra paths. You wont be able to move for a few hours, but then everything will be fine. I believe that we're even now.""You'll always love me, no matter what," he said, never breaking eye contact with the woman in front of him.

She was fucking beautiful and brilliant, his mind declared silently.

A tiny, knowing smile graced her lips and she nodded slightly, "We'll see."

The last thing the remainding Uchiha registered, was Gaara's arm wrapping around Sakura and whisking her onto his hovering patch of sand. Chuckling sinisterly as the darkness slowly swallowed him, he knew he was going to find her and the only name that would replace Haruno would be Uchiha. So he let Gaara take her, because he was going to enjoy the fight to come when he claims her again.

Uchiha's never lost and they always got what they wanted. Maybe it was about time that Sasuke payed a visit to his dear beloved village of the hidden leaves and pluck its sweetest fruit from there. Again.

Well, there you go! I know a lot of people probably didn't like how it turned out, and to be honest it wasn't what I was planning either. But I just didn't really feel like a 'happy ending'. And also I wanted Gaara to be the rescuer because I have seriously lost count of the times that Naruto swooped in and saved her and the day. Should I do a sequel? Do tell. Thank you for reading this my darlings. Ja ne J