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Saku: wow this was a hard chapter to write! (should be obvious considering the amount of time I used to write it xD)

Please ignore any grammar mistakes I've made. ;w;

Disclaimer: All original Naruto characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. We only own the babies. ;3

Warnings: characters might seem OC.

Without further ado, here's the finale part 2.

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The door to their room slowly slides open to reveal a dimly lit room. He had been avoiding coming to this room for some time even though he used to come and sit there every night but today for some reason, his feet had just taken him there magically like there was something bound to happen but he couldn't tell what.

Menma is greeted by the beeping sound of a heart monitor along with light buzzing of other machines as they poured life into the body that lay on the bed. The body that had not moved on its own for five years. People had kept telling him to pull the plug. They kept saying that five years is too long to be holding onto a dead person.

But how can he do that to her. Even though she had been in a comatose state for half a decade, she was still alive.

But was she?

Was she still alive…?

How longer will he have to wait.

He was content with being alone before her. Why did she have to go so far after teaching him what being close to someone actually feels like. What giving your soul to someone feels like.

He didn't know how much longer he'd be able to do this. Sure, he had his kids but after what happened to her, he just couldn't get himself to be close to them. They reminded him too much of her. Their bright eyes, their smiles, the way they laughed… he just couldn't get too close to them. He'd give his life for them. They are his kids after all but they were reminding him too much of how alone he was again. How alone he was still.

His treacherous thoughts haunted him once more as he took a seat next to the bed, careful not to step on any wires or tubes. Her body had lost a lot of weight and she looked even more frail considering her situation. Her pink hair was cut until her shoulders. He had hired the bestest care there was for her and she was groomed regularly. He had really spared no penny.

His hand came forward and gently held her lifeless one, looking onto her closed eyelids, hoping to see them open again.

"Sakura…" His voice was a desperate plea as if he was begging her to come back to him.

"Sakura please… I don't know if you can hear me… but please…!"

He clasped her hand in both of his and brought it to him.

"please Sakura… I need something… I need to know you're coming back to me… I'm losing hope…"

He sounded completely defeated. His eyes brimming with unshed tears he was holding back. Tears of hopelessness. He was begging her to come back but somewhere inside him, he knew she can't come back. It had been way too long. It would be a miracle if she came back and since her meeting him was a miracle in the first place, he doubted he will be blessed with two miracles in one lifetime.

Giving up on his useless pleas, Menma placed a soft kiss to her knuckles before intertwining their fingers. His mind was made up. He didn't care if people kept telling him to pull the plug. He didn't care that even his own traitor mind was losing hope.

"I won't ever give up on you."

He says out loud to her.

He's about to let her hand go but something happens that makes his heart almost stop for a second. Her fingers had twitched.

'Did I imagine that…?" he looked at her face searching for something, anything.

"Sakura…!? Can you hear me?" He said anxiously waiting for a response.

But nothing.

He keeps waiting, saying her name again and again like a man possessed trying to wake her up. His voice getting louder with each second causing alarm to other members living in the house. The door behind him opened and his mother let out a gasp at the sign of her son desperately shaking the shoulders of his comatose wife like a crazy person.

"Menma! What are you doing!?" She immediately ran to his side and grabbed his shoulders in an effort to pull him off but he was too strong.

"Menma let her go this instant!" She commanded while frantically trying to pull him off Sakura's body.

"I felt her move oka-san! She moved her hand!" Menma had a crazy look in his eyes. His mother's heart immensely saddened at how her son had fallen to such despair that he was hallucinating.

The commotion made other people in the house also aware of the situation as the butlers in the house helped pull Menma off her who kept fighting against them while behaving like a psyche ward patient his eyes fixed on the love his life while he desperately tried to get back to waking her.

"Menma! Control yourself!" Kushina's

SLAP!

Menma's head suddenly turned sideways joined with the sharp sting that resulted from his mother's palm hitting his face in the resounding slap that had echoed across the room ending his thrashing around as he stared wide eyed at the wall. His eyes turned towards the door where he saw two identical little heads peeking sneakily inside the room, their faces were filled with dread as they looked at their father. Menma stared at them wide eyed before turning to his mother who was sobbing.

His lips pressed together tightly as he returned to sanity.

"'I'm sorry…" he muttered slowly, barely loud enough to hear as his head hangs down low, the butlers had let him go now, one of the maids fixing what he had disturbed in the effort to wake his wife up. Menma slowly got up from his seat turning to his kids.

"Hey… what are you two doing out of bed…?" he said softly before going to them both and picking them up. "let's get you back in bed…" The kids were a little spooked but they still held onto their father, hugging him tightly providing the comfort he needed at that moment as he took them back to their room.

Once everything was secure and back in place, Kushina held her daughter-in-law's lifeless looking hand and squeezed softly. "I'm sorry child… I wish I could do something about all this but I'm just a useless old hag…" Kushina smiled sadly before letting the hand go. As she was turning away to head back to the room she was occupying during her stay, she felt a movement catch her peripheral vision and she snapped her head back to the hand that just appeared as lifeless as it had before. The redhead let out a sigh.

"The years are finally catching up to me after all…" She said dismissing the notion as just her imagination or maybe she was just hoping for something that wasn't possible and becoming delusional just like her son. She felt pity for her grandkids who were too small to understand what had just taken place. They were growing up without a mother even though said mother was in the same house. How fate had been cruel to them.

Kushina slowly made her way out of the room intent of having a talk with her son but she couldn't find him in the room he was currently residing in so she went to check the kids' room where he had supposedly gone.

"Menma?" She said in a low voice assuming the kids to be asleep as she was slowly opening the door. She was greeted with a sight that warmed her heart, Menma laid on the big double bed the twins shared and the twins were curled up to his sides holding onto their father from either side. All three of them were deep asleep. Kushina slowly closed the door back up. It seemed her son had decided to take comfort in his own kids despite having maintained a somewhat distance from them the past years. But for some reason, she knew he would let them in now, he understood how much he needed them just as much as they needed their father.

A few months after that eventful night, Menma was once again sitting next to his wife one fine evening. The curtains were raised letting the evening sun light up the room. He was holding a book in one hand and his other one held his wife's hand. He was reading to her. The warmth of the sun was making him lazy as he almost dozed off during the read only to be woken up by her hand twitching again.

"Ah I'm up, I'm up! You know this kind of weather makes me lazy." He said looking at her. Her hand twitching had been a regular thing now but for some reason she only did it with him and therefore no one believed him when he told them that she's awake now. The doctor had said that it could possibly be her consciousness slowly returning back so he had been trying his best to try to maintain that consciousness. He talked to her and he read her. He was getting closer to his kids as well, spending more time with them.

"I think that's enough reading for the day."

Menma closed the book and put it on the bedside table and decided to check on his kids and maybe take them out to dinner. He pulled his hand from hers and turned to get out of the room only to be stopped by her hand gripping his weakly.

"M….m-me...nn….m-ma…." Her voice sounding so very faint he thought he imagined it but she was still gripping on his fingers. Menma head turned back only to having his heart almost stop at the sight that greeted him. The green he thought he'd never see again was peeking through her lids.

"Sakura!?" Menma said now fully at his wife's side, returning the grip she had on her hand.

"D-d…do...n't….g-go…."

She'd actually responded to him.

"Sakura tell me I'm not dreaming…" Tears were flowing down his face as soon as her grip tightened on his hand even though it was still weak.

"I-im…h…here…Mm-men…ma…"

Her voice was low and her throat was dry causing her voice to break but he heard it. Menma let out a sigh of relief and pressed his forehead to hers looking into her eyes. Eyes that he had waited for so long to be looking back at his. His heart was so full of love for this woman and she was back. She was back with him now. Menma knew life would be alright now.

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Pink strands flew with the soft night air as Sakura stood at the balcony of one of their mansion's many rooms. This one happened to belong to them. She had just finished tucking her children to bed. Although she had missed out on five years of their life, she had spent the past year since her awakening making up for that. They finally had their mother and she didn't think it was possible to love her kids so much. They were amazing kids, Kyouta was a super intelligent like his father and always caught onto the depth of things but he melted with her, it was so obvious how much he had missed the presence of his mother even though he was just a child. On the other hand, Shouta was a carefree child, he had the energy of a ball of electricity. Even though he had the same eye color as his father, they had the same energy as she did. Both of the kids had accepted their mother when she had finally woken up and acted like she had always been there since the start.

Uzumaki Kyouta and Shouta.

Her kids…

her and Menma's kids.

A giggle escaped her at the thought before a couple of strong tan arms wrapped around her waist.

"What's so funny and why are you out of bed?"

It seemed her husband was home. He had texted her earlier that he'll be late along with the orders that she go to bed on time and then rest. He was over possessive of her ever since she had woken up but Sakura had let it go considering what he had to go through. She knew how lonely he felt during the time she was comatose and didn't mind the extra attention she got but she didn't like being treated like she was made of glass. She was fine now.

"I was thinking how cute my husband is, worrying about his beloved wife" She said turning around in his hold to face him putting her arms around his neck. A playful smile gracing her features to which he raised a brow still waiting on the answer to the latter half of his question.

"And can't I enjoy the fresh air for a bit?" His expression remained skeptical.

"How long have you been out here?" He asked.

"I lost track of time but if I had to guess I'd say about half an hour or so?" She tilts her head to the side playfully nuzzling her nose with his. Maybe tonight would be the night.

"Sakura-…" Menma realized the proximity of their faces and pulls his head back. His hands tug on her arms to get out of her grip on him but she refused to budge. He could easily break out of her grip, but he won't use force on her, and she knew that. She was taking advantage of that very fact. Yet he kept resisting and every time she tried to bring their lips together, he turned his head away.

Sakura frowned. He was doing it again, avoiding physical intimacy. It had already been a year since she woke up and they had been so focused on her recovery that they hadn't engaged in any sort of intimate activities. Even though her doctor gave them the greenlight, Menma had still refused to touch her sexually and when she asked why he only replied with 'not yet' but Sakura was getting tired of hearing the same thing repeatedly, she needed some sort of physical assurance from him. Afterall, she was gone for five years and she doesn't know what he did during that.

Maybe he had found someone else?

and… what if… he didn't love her anymore…

5 years is a long time to be holding on to someone.

Maybe she just became an obligation?

Sakura's heart clenched, she gave herself a mental slap at thinking about such absurd things, but she couldn't help it, her insecurities were destroying her. He had stopped her every time she had tried to start anything.

Maybe that was it…

He just didn't find her attractive anymore…

Sakura's arms loosened around him and he pulled away immediately.

"It's getting cold outside. We should head to bed." He said in a restrained voice, clearly trying to get out of the situation he was supposedly 'stuck' in. He began to walk back towards the direction of their room.

"I've heard that men don't find women attractive after birth, I didn't think it would be true…" She said in a low voice.

"What?" Menma's head snapped back to her only to be faced with a sullen expression on her face.

"Or maybe it's the scar…" She placed her hand on her abdomen where the scar from when her kids were born was still there under her nightgown. Her fingers could feel it from underneath the soft material of her gown. It was a reminder of something beautiful for her. Afterall, that's how her babies were saved. Not many people appreciate this. She knew it was stupid to think so but her brain thought that maybe it was a bother for him?

"What the hell are you saying!?" He seemed angry. "Do you really think I care about stupid things like that!? Is that really how you think of me-"

"THEN WHY WON'T YOU TOUCH ME!?" She screamed in his face interrupting him. Her face was red from anger. "Every time I try to come close you push me away! You don't touch me unless it's necessary! I don't know what to make of it!" Her voice was loud as she continued her rant. "I can't help thinking like this Menma. I was gone for five years for goodness sake! I don't know what-"

He was next to her the next second, his hands having a death grip on both her forearms.

"YOU DIED!" He screamed in her face stopping her dead in her tracks.

He flinched at her petrified expression but continued in a calmer tone this time. "You almost died, Sakura…" He corrected his earlier statement.

"You were gone, and I didn't know if I would ever have you back. The thought of shoving my dick between someone's leg was the last thing on my mind." The venomous words proved he was offended and a little heartbroken that she would think he would do that.

"Even though you were gone… you were still alive. Barely alive but alive nonetheless! How can you even think I would…? "He stopped himself.

"I'm sorry I…I just…" She tried to find the words but didn't have any. Menma used the grip he had on her arms to pull her in his arms again letting her burry her head on his chest.

"I don't touch you because I don't want to hurt you. Its as simple as that."

"But Menma, I'm fine now.. Even the doctor said it's okay if we do it." She looked up at him." and it's not like I'm made of glass.

"Yeah but still.. it's been too long for me…" He mumbled the last part.

"Eh?" She laughed and he grumbled grumpily hiding his face in the crook of her neck. "Menma, look at me." She said and he complied. His sapphire eyes clashed with her emerald ones and she gave him the most beautiful of smiles.

"I love you, Menma."

His eyes widened. His hands cupped her face bringing her close to press his lips against hers showing her with every ounce of his being how much he loved her back and she knew he didn't need words.

Their lips moved together as he passionately kissed her. It was like everything that had built up inside him was pouring over. Sakura could feel every ounce of his emotions for her as he pushed her against the railing of the balcony deepening their kiss. His tongue slowly ravaged her mouth, tracing every inch of her cavern. Years of pent up energy came surging through him in that moment as he picked her up immediately in his arms.

He threw her down on the soft mattress of the bed to which she gasped. He was on her the next second, placing kisses all over her face making her giggle. His lips made way down to her neck tasting her sweet flesh, leaving a few marks here and there making her moan softly. How he'd missed her sounds.

His fingers slipped under the straps of her nightgown and he slowly pulled them down her shoulders, lips placing soft kisses and nibbles to every inch of flesh that came into view. Then he took a nipple into hid mouth and suckled on it while using his other hand to fondle the other making her arch her back pressing more of herself to him. He used that as an opportunity to slide her gown down her legs and off her.

"M-menma…ah...!" She moaned his name when his fingers slipped under the hem of her panties and rubbed between her folds. Her voice was like music to his ears. He continued to kiss lower, dipping his tongue in her belly button and suckling the skin around it before his lips trailed across her scar, kissing every inch of it as if trying to kiss her insecurities far away from her. He wanted her to feel beautiful and he was doing everything he could to show her just that and from the redness of her cheeks and from her fingers gripping onto his hair, he knew she felt everything he was trying to tell her.

Suddenly, her panties were off and Menma was looking directly at her nether lips. Sakura got bashful suddenly and tried to close her legs to which he stopped and looked up at her.

"Don't hide from me. Let me see..." He said, voice heavy and dark with lust. His member was severely throbbing, clearly angry at him for waiting so long but he wanted her to feel good.

She hesitantly opened her legs and he used his fingers to spread her open before giving her full slit a long hard lick stopping at her clit only to take the jewel in his mouth and suckle on it. Her body trembled and she held onto her hair, arching her back while moaning his name.

Menma more encouraged from this increased the intensity and ate her out like there was no tomorrow. Two of his fingers slipped inside her tight passage as he continued to ravage her clit. His free hand held on to her hips keeping her in place until the pressure inside her builds up again until bursting with her back pushing off the bed, her mouth letting out his name in a scream, and her toes curled as she poured her fluids straight into his mouth which he drank up hungrily.

Letting her breathe and still lightly rubbing her sensitive clit as she rode out her orgasm, he climbed back up again to kiss her. He felt her hands unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off him. Then her hands traveled to his pants unbuttoning and pushing them along with his underwear down. He took them off the rest of the way himself. She used his distraction to grab onto his hardened throbbing member to which he gasped. He immediately pulled her hands and placed kisses at her knuckles as places them to her side before settling between her legs.

"Ready?" She nods. Placing his tip at her entrance, he rubs it a few times before slowly pushing himself into her sheath. He groans with how tight she is around him. His mouth placed open mouthed kisses along her neck as he started a slow but deep rhythm.

The pressure kept building and building as he increased his pace. It wasn't long before he was fully thrusting inside her hard. Then he felt that feeling again too soon. Being inside her was too much for him. She felt so good and she was so tight and clenching on him that it became his downfall as he pushed himself to the hilt on last time, burying deep inside her before letting out thick hot spurts of cum filling inside her before his head placed itself on her shoulder as they both panted for breath.

"That was way too soon..." He frowned, disappointed with himself.

"Well it can't be helped. It's been long for you after all and it's not like I didn't finish or something"

"mmn… you okay?"

"Yep~ I'm perfectly fine"

then let's do it again."

"Eh?"

So, he did it again.

And again.

And once more

Until she realized that while she is not made of glass, she is not going to be able to walk properly in the morning. A thought that reminded her of their first time together making her giggle.

Now

As she lay comfortably in his arms, head on his chest listening to his steady heartbeat, Sakura knew that there was no place in the world she would rather be than with this man right here. They had been through hell. Their marriage that had originally started with empty vows was now the most precious thing to her in the entire universe. She remembered her heartbreak that had caused her to accept the marriage proposal in the first place and thought that everything happens for a reason. What she thought of as the end of her life, was only a minor speedbump on the road to her true happiness. Yes, she was happy.

Menma had very much fulfilled his end of the vows even though he had not meant them in the least when he made them to her. The time he had spent while she was in a coma and after she woke up is very proof of that. Now, that she had a second chance at life, she swore she would do it right this time and she would do him right.

From here on…

and so forth…

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a/n:

Saku: ERMAGHERD! RED IS FINALLY OVER!

(Is anyone even waiting for the ending anymore? xD Sorry it took so so long. I hope it is to your liking and the wait was worth it. I tried my best. ;w;)

Thankyou so much to everyone and anyone who has read our story. Me and Haru chan are immensely grateful to everyone! *throws candies all around*

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I really hope you enjoyed our fic. There's a tiny kinda sorta sequel/extra chapter that was written before we wrote RED it's called Red Nights. Check it out if you want to. :3