"Itachi, are you sure everything's ready?" Sakura whispered as she stood just inside the doorway. She was terrified. Sachi and Yuuki stood beside her, hanging onto her skirt. They were leeching off their mother's anxiety, knowing she was quite terrified. Itachi pushed his hand over hers and pressed his lips to the side of her head.

"There is nothing to worry about, Sakura," he said softly. "I'll be waiting for you. Walk quickly if you would like to. You'll have Marie beside you." Sakura managed a nod, then turned to her girls, disentangling their hands from her skirt. She was wearing a simple white dress this time. She was already pregnant again, hadn't told Itachi yet, and had already had her twins. She wasn't about to wear a big, poufy dress for this.

"Remember, you two," she said softly, brushing their hair out of their faces. "Your daddy and I are going away for a couple days. You're going to stay with Naruto and Hinata, yea?" They nodded, a little too afraid to talk at the moment.

"Mommy, why is this happening?" Sachi whined. She didn't like that they had to walk up the aisle either. They knew all eyes would be on them at one point and she was quite scared of it. Yuuki didn't seem too happy about it either, to be honest. Itachi wanted to laugh. They were so much like Sakura sometimes.

"Sachi," she laughed, pressing her hand to the little girl's shoulder, "We were supposed to be married over seven years ago. Now that you're here, we decided you should have a part in it. I know you would be upset if you weren't here." Sachi pouted. She knew her mother was right, but didn't want to admit it. Sakura just laughed again and patted her shoulder. She opened her arms to her daughters and they rushed into them, enjoying the hug. Sakura stood back up.

"You should get out there," she sighed. "Everyone's pretty much here." Itachi nodded. He knew she didn't want him to leave her side, but he had to go and wait for her. Marie was just coming from the kitchen, her thin frame covered in a white dress and shawl. She seemed rather elegant for her brash personality.

Sakura watched him leave and walk to stand at the front of the aisle. They didn't have an alter or anything of the like, Sakura didn't want any of that. She just wanted something simple and quick and this was the best way to do so. Itachi had completely agreed with everything she had demanded. It made it easy to have the reception afterwards.

The music started. Sakura smiled at her girls. "Time for you two to go. Remember your flowers," she said, giving them a gentle nudge out the door. Yuuki searched for her sister's hand and clenched it tightly for a moment before letting go and walking down the aisle. Sakura smiled as she watched her daughters go before looking to Marie.

"Are you ready, girl?" the old woman asked, looping her arm through Sakura's. Sakura just sighed deeply and pushed her anxieties firmly aside. Marie patted her hand before opening the door for her and pulled her through it. She knew Sakura was quite scared and didn't want all eyes on her, terrified to commit to Itachi in the first place. She had already committed to him a long time ago, though, and so couldn't back out now. She wouldn't be forgiven this time if she ran away.

Marie was beside her the entire time and Sakura was able to focus on her tight grip on her arm. She led her forwards at a steady pace and nodded towards the front when Itachi came into view. Sakura knew she held her hand out way too early, but she was way too excited to be next to him. He smiled warmly and grasped her hand, pulling her to stand next to him. He fixed her with his calm stare, silently telling her to calm down. She took a deep breath and then looked towards Tsunade, who was officiating the ceremony. Sakura was quite happy that she had these two to focus on up here, she didn't have to worry about everyone else behind them, watching.

The entire thing went way too slowly for her. She didn't like these things and didn't want to sit through her own. Itachi's hand was tight in hers, however, letting her know that there wasn't much longer to wait until they were having fun with everyone under the large tent only a hundred yards away. Sakura was quite happy about it. They shared a quick kiss and Sakura heard Itachi telling everyone that the reception was under the tent. He was leading her back to the house then to let his mother take a few pictured.

"See? That wasn't so bad," Marie said as she shepherded the twins back into the house. The girls were smiling ear to ear and ran to their mother to hug her.

"You looked so pretty, momma!" Sachi said, hugging her around the legs. Yuuki was just smiling, though she was mostly happy that the entire thing was over. She seemed to follow her parents in that regard. She didn't like anything formal.

"Well, your grandma wants to take pictures now, so you have to stay still for a little while, okay?" Sakura said, fixing their hair again. She couldn't help but fix their hair every time she was around them. It always seemed to need some fixing.

"Okay," they smiled. They liked being in their grandparents' big house and didn't mind the garden being made up so prettily for the ceremony. Though they'd been afraid to walk down the aisle, mostly just feeding off of Sakura's anxiety, they really did think it was pretty. There were over a hundred chairs all in white and there were flowers everywhere, their mother's favorite. They knew they were her favorite because Itachi brought them home quite a lot.

Mikoto had them posing basically everywhere in the house and around where the ceremony was held. Sakura thought there would be well over a hundred pictures to be developed after this. Sakura couldn't help but laugh when her daughters sagged and begged Mikoto to let them go and play with Naruto's kids.

"Sure, your parents will be there soon," Mikoto smiled. Marie took the girls to the tent. Sakura watched them go, loving that Marie was here. Her health had been declining in past months. She was definitely older than she said she was, but she still watched the girls and followed them everywhere. She was certainly loved by them. "Sakura," Mikoto said, waving her hand. "Why don't you stand up there with Itachi?" she gestured to where they had exchanged their vows. Sakura only nodded and followed Itachi closely.

Perhaps half an hour later and Mikoto was finally done with all the pictures. Sakura sighed in relief and Itachi couldn't help but chuckle. Sakura was certainly entertaining when she was completely done with something. Mikoto just rolled her eyes and gestured them to go to the tent, she was going to put the camera away. Itachi pressed a hand to the small of Sakura's back and lead her to the tent.

"The hard part is over now, huh?" Sakura asked, laughing. Itachi shook his head. Of course she thought the entire thing was hard.

"I cannot quite believe you thought that was hard," Itachi chuckled. "I thought you wouldn't have had an issue with it." He was trying to talk quickly in an attempt to get it over and done with before they got to the tent. He could see their friends beginning to put out the food, seeing that they were walking towards them.

"I don't like being noticed, okay?" she flushed. She was self conscious right now. What had been true seven years ago was true once again. She was pregnant again and going through with a wedding. The déjà vu wasn't lost on her and for a fleeting second she wished she had told Itachi prior to this day. She was saving the news until they were holed up in a hotel room about fifty miles away in a small village on the edge of fire country.

"It's alright, it's time to enjoy food," he said gently, wrapping his arm around her waist for a moment and giving her a squeeze. "It is time for me to enjoy the fact that your last name is now Uchiha." Sakura scoffed, but knew that he was quite proud of himself. He only grinned at her reaction.

Their friends cheered and raised their glasses when they got to the tent and Sakura was caught in a flush. Itachi wondered why she was so very flustered and shy today. She was acting more like a teenaged Hinata than the woman she really was. He shook his head, pushing the thought away. Perhaps something was up with her, he didn't know. He would find out eventually, though. She was often the type to tell him when she was upset eventually.

"Thanks for coming, guys," Sakura started, her voice hardly heard over the amount of people. "I know it's a little late, but I'm glad you're all here." She had a huge smile on her face. Itachi nodded along in time to her words. "Thanks for getting all the food out too," she directed to Naruto and Sasuke, who raised their hands when they were called upon.

"Why don't we eat?" Itachi cut in, thinking he should say something along with his new wife. Sakura just smiled up at him. This was still causing her to be a little anxious, but the attention on her would end quite soon. Everyone yelled in agreement and then their eyes were off of her as Itachi nudged her forwards, towards the table that was set up at the back of the tent. There was a place for the both of them and there were extra places for his parents and Marie. They had thought their twins would be far too excited to sit down, but had set up a small table for them and Naruto's kids in case they should. Hinata had said she would make sure they all were fed before they went to bed, even if they didn't eat much here.

"Are you alright, Sakura?" Marie asked, her beady eyes watching her. Marie knew she was pregnant, had been the first and only person she had told so far. The old woman was just worried for her wellbeing and didn't want her to be too exhausted. She knew she had a little bit of travel between her and rest tonight.

"I'm fine, Marie," Sakura said, smiling. Itachi had her sit and then took her plate, moving towards the table that held the food. They had decided a buffet type dinner was the better choice and so he would go and stand with everyone. Sakura watched him walk off and sighed, leaning back in her chair.

"Have you still not told him?" the old woman asked, a brow raised. Sakura just laughed.

"Why would I tell him before I finally married him?" she gave Marie a look. "He would have been afraid that I would take our girls and run again. I didn't think that would be a good idea. I didn't think your memory was going bad just yet, Marie. This was just like seven years ago."

"Oh, hush child. I thought your husband would be able to deal with it. It isn't like I would have let you run again," Marie took a sip of her wine. "That man is good for you. This is the happiest I've seen you in seven years, even overshadowing the day your girls were born." Sakura sighed, not knowing how to answer the old woman. "Oh, hush, you know I'm right."

"I don't see why you couldn't have this conversation with me earlier," Sakura shot at her, a mischievous grin on her face. "I know we're good for each other, silly old woman. I just didn't understand that when I ran away in the first place."

"Sometimes we don't understand things when we're young," Marie said, drinking more of her wine.

"Sometimes, things happen for a reason, Marie," Sakura said, taking a sip of water. She wished it was wine or something with alcoholic content, but she wasn't about to put her unborn child in danger. "I would have never met you if I hadn't run away. My girls wouldn't have a 'Nana Marie,' and I wouldn't have anyone to call 'mama.' Would you rather have not had that?" there was a lilt to Sakura's voice and Marie narrowed her eyes at her. She really hated when the younger woman teased her like this.

"Oh, hush your mouth you little twit," Marie said, shaking her head. "You know what I meant. I'm glad you came to find me in that little town. I was much more of a grouch all those years ago. You and your girls have softened me up." Sakura laughed. Itachi was coming back now, though, so she wasn't about to shoot anything back to the old woman.

"How was it?" Sakura asked, accepting the plate from Itachi.

"Our friends let me through quite easily. I apologize, Marie, did you need me to get you some food as well?" Itachi hadn't sat down yet and didn't want to inconvenience the old woman.

"Nah, I'm going to make sure the little rascals aren't up to something," Marie said, pulling herself up with her plate. "Anyways, I'm in white, hopefully they'll mistake me as the bride and let me through," she gave them a grin and then was hobbling off, probably intent on making the girls get food at this point as well. Sakura just laughed as she watched her walk off.

"Would you like a little wine?" Itachi asked, pulling the bottle from in front of them.

"No," Sakura said, resisting the urge to sigh. She had to remind herself that Itachi still didn't know. She hoped that this wouldn't tip him off.

"It won't hurt anything if you have a little," Itachi said, turning a knowing eye to her. Sakura narrowed her gaze at him as he gave her a half glass of wine and pushed it into her hands. "Sakura, do you think I am an idiot? You have been vomiting every morning for the past three weeks and sometimes in the afternoon as well. You have been easily fatigued and quite affectionate during those times. You surely do not expect me to remember?" Sakura flushed.

"And here I am thinking that I did such a good job at keeping you in the dark," Sakura pouted, taking a sip of the wine. It was sweet and red, her favorite. She wouldn't have any more than this, though. She would stick to water after dinner.

"You tried, but I am too smart," Itachi said with an amused glint in his eye. "Why did you not tell me, though?" he asked. That was what he couldn't figure out. He thought she would be ecstatic to tell him that she was pregnant again and that he should really hurry up on getting their new house built on the edge of the compound. He would have to make sure it was done within the next six months or so, though. The foundation was already made, half the skeleton was already built. It was coming along nicely, at least.

"I didn't want to give you any undue anxiety," Sakura sighed, shrugging. "I didn't want you to fear that I was going to run off on you again."

"I would not think that. You have stayed thus far and, in case you have forgotten, I told you that I would follow you wherever you went if just to be with our daughters," he said. He waited for her to begin eating before he began.

"Whatever, Uchiha, I was just trying to spare you feelings," Sakura said, focusing on her food instead of looking at him. "We all know how much you hate them."

"I do not hate emotions, Sakura," he said calmly, resting a hand on her back. "I do not think I would be here with you if I did." Sakura turned to him, about to shoot a snide remark back at him, but he leaned in and kissed her for a long moment, his hand tight on her back as he did so. "I understand your reasoning, Sakura. I am glad that you're pregnant again. I will be glad to show you that tonight," he whispered the last part in her ear right before he pulled away. Marie was just coming back, her plate laden with food, and he wasn't about to say something like that when someone could hear. She flushed anyways and he gave her a small mischievous smirk before pulling completely away.

"You two aren't doing anything over here, are you?" Marie asked, fixing them with her beady stare. Sakura only laughed and shook her head. Marie sat down beside her and began eating. "Your children didn't want to eat and it took a stern look and a quiet threat to make them do so." Sakura laughed. Marie never did any such thing. Sachi and Yuuki were too sick of her lectures to do anything but listen to her.

"Yeah, okay Marie," was all Sakura said. She turned back to her food. It was silent for a few minutes, Mikoto and Fugaku joining them in that time. It was silent after they joined them as well. Sakura still felt far too unconfident to say anything with Fugaku around lest she was angry. That was the only time she had enough confidence to say anything to Fugaku. He was so intimidating and had the same stony gaze as Itachi, though it was far harsher. It was enough to put most people off, including her.

Thankfully, the reception didn't really last all that long. It wasn't long before she was kissing her daughters goodbye and letting Hinata herd them off towards her house. She left with Itachi, then, going to their house and grabbing the bags they packed and changing quickly. Sakura wasn't about to go running through the woods for the next two hours or so while in a dress. She really wasn't in the mood.

"Are you ready?" Itachi asked as he was coming out of the bathroom. Sakura nodded, zipping up her duffel bag. Itachi shouldered it for her, shaking his head when she attempted to get it back. "I'll carry it for you, Sakura. I don't enjoy the prospect of you being exhausted before we get there," he gave her a smirk. She rolled her eyes.

"Do you really want sex tonight? You get sex all the time!" It was only late afternoon. They had had their wedding early so they could get to the village by nightfall. Itachi hadn't wanted to travel during the night and Sakura knew why now. He was afraid her chakra was all out of whack like it had been with her first pregnancy. He had this all planned out and Sakura hadn't even thought about it.

"I want sex all the time," he said quietly, wrapping a hand around her waist and bringing her close. "I just find you very desirable." Sakura giggled and pushed him back.

"Stop, we need to get going, Itachi!" Itachi only shook his head and offered her his hand. She readily took it and he led her from the house, towards the gates. They didn't start running until they reached the trees. Sakura thought this was nice. She hadn't been on a mission since she'd been back, but neither had Itachi.

It felt great to feel the wind whistle past her face as she shoved off strongly from each tree branch. It was nice that she wasn't under the time constraints of a mission and so it felt so very laid back and like she could enjoy herself. Itachi seemed to be feeling the same, for he had a small smile on his face as he moved beside her.

It didn't take them long to get to the small village. They left the trees a while before the village came into view, not wanting to scare anyone walking on the road. As they walked towards the village, Sakura decided to talk. "Why did you pick this village?"

"It is not too far from home so if something were to happen Naruto or Hinata could be here quickly. It is also not a ninja village, so it is generally calm. There are a few things to do here, though I am mostly planning on keeping you locked in a hotel room for most of the day and night. I like our privacy when we have it." Sakura shook her head, a smile on her face.

"Alright then, Itachi," she laughed. "What hotel are we staying in then?" they had gotten to the village by now and she was wondering where to go. There was a main road with few other roads leading off of it. It was a small village, probably a farming village first and foremost. From where she was standing, she could see a few restaurants and a spa that doubled as a haircut shop. There was a motel on this road, but she didn't think they were staying there. Itachi was usually extravagant when he did things for relaxation. There were certain perks that came with being the heir and he used it to his advantage.

"This way," he pulled her arm gently. She nodded and allowed him to pull her along, down one of the side streets. It wasn't too long before they came upon a hotel that was nestled between two houses. It was about five floors high and Sakura waited for Itachi to lead her inside. She would rather just let him take care of it.

"Hello, how can I help you?" the person behind the desk asked with a smile on his face. He was dressed quite nicely and seemed rather prim and proper. Sakura knew this wasn't like any of the regular places she would stay in on a mission. It was a bit nicer and definitely had a couple more commodities.

"I would like to get a room," Itachi said smoothly, watching the man. Sakura stood behind him, and he knew she was rather tired. She was thinking of sitting down as there were several chairs and sofas around the vestibule. She didn't want to leave Itachi, though, and so seemed to be having an internal struggle. He wanted to laugh, but it wouldn't take long to check in.

"We have several, which would suit your interest?"

"Just a single bed will be fine," he said. The man nodded and turned around, looking among the keys and picking one. He handed it to Itachi who handed him the money for the room.

"How long will you be staying?"

"Four nights." The clerk nodded and let them walk off. Sakura fell in step with Itachi once more and he led her through a few twisting hallways and up a couple flights of stairs before stopping in front of a door. He opened it and let her enter first.

"I thought you would like this hotel," Itachi said. "My father and I once stayed here on a diplomatic outing a few years ago." Sakura could only nod. The inside of the room was gorgeous. Painted in a warm cream color, the room was really a tiny apartment. She walked into a charming little sitting room and could see a small kitchenette on the other side. A small table with two chairs sat near it. She thought it was quite charming and couldn't quite believe he had chosen this. She would have been perfectly fine with a one room motel room, but he really was pulling out all the stops at this point.

"It's really nice," Sakura said, smiling. She stepped back from the doorway to let him come in as well. He went straight to the bedroom so he could put their bags down. Sakura hopped on the bed and sank into the pillows, rather happy. Itachi smiled at her and he climbed into the bed with her, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her on top of him. She giggled and pressed her face into his shoulder.

"Would you like to take a shower?" he asked, nodding towards the doorway.

"Didn't you want to do something?" she asked, tilting her head.

"If I instigate something now, you aren't getting out of this bed for at least twelve hours," he said, taking the opportunity to press a kiss to her lips. "Either you take a shower now or you take one in the morning."

"Are you going to follow me in?" she asked, eyes narrowed. He couldn't help but chuckle.

"If you would like to get started in the shower, you only have to ask," he said with a smirk. Sakura scoffed and hit him on the chest.

"That wasn't what I was saying at all and you know it," she pouted. "You always follow me into the shower. That's why it makes me happy we have our own bathroom at home or else our girls would have already asked what mommy and daddy are both doing in there." Itachi could only chuckle at her and hug her to his chest. She could always make him laugh, no matter what. It was a nice feeling.

"If I always follow you in, what would change here?" he asked, raising a brow at her. She sighed. Of course he would turn this on her. He always did.

"Fine, come on," she sighed and rolled off of him. She didn't bother getting anything out of her duffel bag, knowing she would have no hope of getting on whatever clothes she chose. Itachi followed a few footsteps behind her and watched her turn on the shower. He couldn't help but to grab her around her waist and pull her against her chest, smirking at her when her eyes finally found him.

He kissed her, pushing his hands under her shirt while he did. He growled in annoyance when his fingertips hit her bindings. He had thought she was wearing a bra instead of these infuriating things.

"What, Itachi?" she asked, laughing.

"I thought you were wearing something different," he said, an irritated look in his eye. Sakura just laughed and rolled her eyes, turning around to pull her shirt off and begin getting her bindings off.

"We ran here. What do you expect?" she asked, shaking her head. "It's really uncomfortable to wear a conventional bra while I'm trying to run. These hurt me a lot less and my chest is really sensitive right now so I need it." He watched her take them off, irritation still rolling off him in waves. He wasn't irritated that she wore them; he was just irritated that they were so convoluted in removing. She always had to remove them for him and he hated the wait to get to her.

She was pushed against a wall the moment the cloth fell to the floor, her mouth busy. His fingertips were dancing over her skin and teasingly pulled at a nipple, earning him a moan. He angled her head just a little more so he could snake his tongue into her mouth and she wrapped her hands in his shirt, hanging onto him tightly.

His hands made quick work of her pants and then she was tugging his shirt over his head, thinking it was quite unfair that he was still fully clothed when she was not. He was certainly making quick work today and she wondered why.

"Why so quick?" she breathed as he tugged her harshly to his chest again and was about to kiss her. "We did this just the other night," she laughed, "I don't see the need for the desperation." Itachi only shook his head, burying his mouth in her neck.

"I cannot make you scream when our daughters are around, Sakura," he said lowly against the skin of her neck. Her breath caught as he sucked harshly on a spot just below her ear, his hands successfully supporting her as she sagged in his hold. "Therefore, I wish to make sure you're screaming every moment of the time we are away."

Sakura shook her head and pushed away from him. She rose her eyebrows at him and entered the shower. He rolled his eyes. That little minx would be the death of him, he swore it. He made quick work of his pants and climbed into the shower behind her. She was washing her body and he sighed. She was going to make him wait until they were done showering. She wouldn't get out without him taking her, but she would make him wait.

He grabbed the shampoo and began washing her hair. She leaned her head forwards to make it easier for him, seeing as it was still quite long. She still hadn't cut it, wasn't planning on it. She enjoyed when he washed her hair, though, and closed her eyes to do as such. He led her under the water when he was done. She watched him clean himself from the water, admiring his body. Though he didn't take many missions anymore, he still had the same amount of muscle as he'd had all those years ago. His hair was only slightly longer than it had been. She still loved it and liked to play with it when he lay near her. He would let her, but had never told her if he liked it or not.

She had become lost in her thoughts for she was jerked out of them when Itachi pushed her against the cool wall of the shower, urging her to lift her legs and wrap them around his waist. He supported her weight easily and began trailing his mouth from hers to her neck.

It was getting hard to think as he sent her senses into overdrive. His mouth was on her neck, attacking his favorite sweet spot, as his hand was on her breast, kneading and pulling at her nipple. She rolled her hips against his and he growled against her skin, his hand beginning to trail further down her body. He found her clit and pressed his thumb into it harshly, rubbing in slow circles. She moaned and dug her nails into his shoulders, her hips rolling fruitlessly against his.

"'Tachi, you're such a tease," she managed between her moans. He only smirked against her skin and moved to capture her lips, burying two fingers deeply inside her. Her nails dug deeper into his shoulders and she let out a long moan as he kissed her. He continued plunging his fingers into her, her moans growing in volume and frequency. "Stop teasing," she whined, leaning her head back against the wall.

"As you wish," he said, pulling his hand away from her. He grabbed her bottom to give him an easier time and plunged roughly into her. Her head fell onto his shoulder and she bit his skin, a low moan escaping her. "That isn't good enough, Sakura," he said grunting as he harshly pushed into her again. She let out a slightly louder, more high pitched whine, but he didn't think that was good enough either. He began to set a quick rhythm, the hand on her bottom aiding him in pulling her to meet his thrusts.

Her moans began to grow into shrieks and he reveled in her voice so close to his ear. He continued to piston into her, her shrieks growing evermore in volume. He moved his hand from her bottom and slid his fingertips over her leg, pressing harshly against her clit as he pushed into her. The extra stimulation he gave her threw her into sensory overload and he felt her walls tightening around him. He managed a few more thrusts before he achieved the high himself, his head falling onto Sakura's shoulder. He breathed harshly as was Sakura. He pulled out of her after a few long minutes and she held tightly to him as her feet touched the ground. The water was merely lukewarm at this point and he reached over to turn it off.

"You suck," she said, a pout obvious on her face.

"I believe that is what you do," he answered as he wrapped a towel around her. "When you're feeling nice anyways." Sakura flushed at his words and sent a glare his way. He only chuckled and pulled another towel from the rack, drying himself off. "Are you tired now?" he asked, wondering if he could pull another round out of her tonight.

"I am very tired." He sighed internally. He wouldn't get another chance to hear her screams tonight.

"Then let's get to bed," he said, pushing her gently towards the door. She went easily enough and he hoisted her into his arms when they got back to the bedroom, placing her on the bed.

"What was that for?"

"Perhaps I like carrying you like that," he said, pressing a kiss to her lips. She pulled her towel off, not needing it anymore, and he did the same, placing them on the dresser for now. He climbed in under the covers beside her and she pressed her body against his, her head firmly planted on his chest.

"Are you happy, Itachi? Now that we're married?" she asked, her bright eyes watching him. He had thought she had fallen asleep by this point, but apparently she wanted to engage in some deep conversation. He didn't mind. They usually had a nice, long talk before they went to sleep. Sometimes Sakura just wanted to get all of her thoughts out of her head before she could sleep.

"I am happy that you came home to me," he said gently, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I am happy that we have two healthy little girls. I am happy that you are here, in my arms, after I worked you through thoroughly," he said the last part with a smirk and kissed her forehead again. She smiled and closed her eyes for a few moments. "Why? Were you worried that I am not happy?"

"It's not that," she laughed. "We just haven't had the most conventional relationship, you know? I thought you would go through an arranged marriage while I was gone. I wasn't expecting you to be waiting for me when I came back. I didn't think I would ever go back to Konoha for that matter," she sighed. "I don't know. It just seems like I led you along for so long."

"You were young and scared." He sighed deeply. "I am sure I would have gone through with an arranged marriage eventually if my father insisted on it wholeheartedly. He was beginning to hint at it just before your return. I did not know if you would return, but I was hoping. It was the hope that made me search for you so long."

"I'm sorry," her voice was small and she hid her face in his chest, not wanting to see the look in his eyes. She didn't think she'd get an answer like that and felt a little bad. She had made him wait so long. He had searched for her for so long. He had almost stumbled upon her and she had hid from him. She hadn't been certain that he was really in love with her and she regretted her foolish thinking now, so many years later.

"Sakura," he sighed, shaking his head at her. He lifted her chin from his chest. "It does not matter now. We are married. You are pregnant with our third child. It is alright now and nothing will pull us apart again. You know now that I love you and that it will not change." Sakura smiled and nodded, reaching up to press a soft kiss to his lips. "Now go to sleep. I have a busy schedule for you to keep come morning," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Sakura flushed.

"I love you too, by the way," she whispered as she laid her head back on his chest.

"I know, Sakura." He tightened his arms around her in a long hug, earning him a sleepy smile. He wasn't awake long after her. He fell asleep with her that night, though he was sure to be the first to wake in the morning.

It's over.

A new one has been started, titled Entrance Me, Please.

However, thanks for coming on the journey with me. And my cats. Fuck those douchenuggets.