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SSM 2018 Day 1: Heroes

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Sakura’s running low on energy. She’s spent
majority of the night on making the antidote for a poisoned chunin team, a not
difficult but time-consuming task. She slept barely three hours and she’s
already cutting it close for a morning meeting with the Hokage. Sakura brushes
her teeth in a hurry as she dresses, then runs out of her apartment without
breakfast.

She arrives at the Hokage tower with a few
minutes to spare. To her delight, Sasuke is there too, and… in his hand, is
that…?

“For me?” she asks hopefully, pointing to
the object and he nods.

Sasuke wordlessly gives her a ham sandwich
with cucumber and Sakura scarfs it down quickly.

Her green eyes light up when when he holds
out to her a steaming paper cup with coffee to wash down the food. Sakura moans
at the aroma of her favourite blend of coffee beans, cream and sugar, prepared
in just the way she likes. “Sasuke-kun, you’re my hero!” she exclaims. She chugs
the concoction down and immediately feels the strength return to her tired
limbs.

Sakura licks her lips and beams at Sasuke.
“Thanks, I really needed that,” she says. She spots a trash bin in the corner
and hurriedly disposes of the empty sandwich wrapping and the paper cup. A
thought comes to her. “Wait, how did you know I didn’t have breakfast?”

Sasuke shrugs nonchalantly. “Just a hunch.”

Before she can bug him for a clearer answer,
they’re called into the Hokage’s office.

Sasuke is saved this time from revealing his
ways. It wouldn’t do for his cool reputation to admit that he saw her stagger
down the street at an ungodly hour just before the dawn (his usual time for
morning practice) and secretly followed her to make sure she got home safe. His
lips twist in a frown. Sakura should take a better care of herself. She’s been
a mess since she moved out of her parents’ house.

He’d have to do something about it.

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Sasuke is supposed to have more of a
downtime but the urgent request for help from the border village comes just two
days after his return from the last job. He has no time except to gather his
weapons and say goodbye to his wife. Too bad he can’t find his favourite black
cloak, it was all ripped up and he meant to fix it in his free time, but it would
have done for one more mission…

“Sasuke-kun, wait!” Sakura stops him at the
doorstep and he turns impatiently. She runs to the laundry room and comes back
triumphantly holding up his cloak. “Here, I stitched it up and washed it for
you.” She helps him put it on, then fiddles with his collar. “Looks good. Be
careful out there and kick some butt, okay?” She smiles and winks at him.

“Sure,” he replies, still in awe that
between working in her clinic, teaching the medic course and keeping up with
her ninja training Sakura found the time in her busy schedule to repair his
cloak for him. His wife is truly incredible. What he would even do without her?
On the impulse, Sasuke leans in and brushes his lips softly against hers.
“Thank you,” he says, smirking at the light pink tint on her cheeks. It’s so
easy to make her blush…

Sasuke leaves for his mission in high
spirits, wearing a cloak that looks like new. He’s already planning to take
Sakura out for a nice dinner after he comes back.

It may seem trivial in a world of
indomitable powers and epic conflicts, but in the everyday life Sasuke and
Sakura are each other’s heroes.

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AN: Happy SasuSaku Month!