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SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 12: Dinner
Rating: T+ (Some language)
Context: Non-massacre AU
A/N: Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!  

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From the minute she woke up, rushed to the bathroom once she realized she had forgotten to set her alarm the previous night and tripped over a pair of shoes, Sakura knew it was going to be one of those days. She jumped into the shower and got a face full of freezing cold water, to which she proceeded to choke on for a couple of seconds. Snatching whatever she could find, she dressed quickly and flew out the window of her bedroom and headed straight to the hospital for her shift that actually started 15 minutes ago. She prided herself on her punctuality – for she had to have an unblemished record thanks to the irritating Council members that were looking for any excuse to discredit her status as Chief Doctor at the Children’s Clinic. One mistake, one slip up, could cost her everything she had worked so hard for.

Needless to say, she was given a stern lecture from one of the old fossils and handed a mountain of folders that had to be filled and dated by the end of her shift. She scoffed and made her way to her office with a large damper on her mood. Sakura had pulled a double shift the day before and had only achieved four precious hours of sleeps, so her patience was running dangerously low. One small mercy, however, was that she had no scheduled patients to see and if there were no village threatening crisis on the horizon, she’d be able to hide in her office.

An hour into staring at tiny letters on various pieces of paper, Sakura felt the beginnings of a migraine lurking at the back of her head. She set the papers down and was about to go in search of a fresh cup of coffee when a soft knock tapped against the door.

Please, don’t let it be anyone important, Sakura prayed. “Come in.”

Beautiful, silk black hair was the first thing she noticed poking through as the door opened slowly. The second was the warm smiling face of Mikoto Uchiha. Sakura stood up quickly, patting down her clothing slightly in hopes of looking more presentable, and walked around her desk.

“Saku-chan,” Mikoto greeted her. She hugged Sakura lovingly. “I’m so glad I was able to catch you. You’re always busy.”

“Hello Mikoto,” Sakura greeted her back, smiling in return.

“Honestly, they’re working you to the bone, my dear,” frowned Mikoto. “Sasuke’s been telling me about your endless amount of shifts and side missions. Those old coots don’t even leave you time to have dinner with your boyfriend’s parents. Quite rude, if I say so myself.”

Sakura stared at her puzzled. While it was true that she’d been pulling a couple of double shifts here and there, she hadn’t had a mission in months now at the request of the Hokage. Something about needing her skills more at home than in a simple mission abroad. Her puzzlement gave way to just a tiny bit of anger. Sakura never thought she’d see the day when Sasuke would willingly lie to his mother, but did he have to get her involved?

In a split second decision, she opted from calling out his lie and went along with whatever Mikoto was saying. She stored every piece of information and started plotting ways to make Sasuke cave and explain this whole mess to her before she really became angry. She couldn’t deny that she was curious, though.

“Please do say you’ll come for dinner tonight, Saku-chan?” Mikoto asked with a tiny pout. “Fugaku and Itachi actually have a day off today, so they would love to see you too!”

When it came right down to it, Sakura couldn’t refuse Mikoto any more than she could refuse petting a puppy. This woman treated her like a daughter, more so ever since she and Sasuke had made their relationship official a year ago.

“Of course, I’ll come,” smiled Sakura. “You know I can’t refuse your cooking.”

Mikoto laughed gleefully and patted her cheek. “You’re such a sweetheart, Sakura. My son better not let you go or I’ll never speak to him again.”

Sakura blushed and let out a rather embarrassed laugh. “The things you say, Mikoto.”

“I’m just telling the truth,” she grinned. “Dinner should be ready by six, so come by around 6:30, okay? Alright, I better get going and let you go back to work.”

“I’ll be there,” Sakura assured her.

“I can’t wait.” Mikoto pecked her cheek and gave her a hug before leaving the office.  

Work completely forgotten, Sakura plopped back into her chair trying to figure out why Sasuke would say those things to his mother. She’s been having dinner with them once every month for years now, even before getting together with Sasuke, since they were part of the same genin squad. It’s been two months since she’s been at the Uchiha Compound due to her lately hectic schedule. She’d asked Sasuke to send her sincerest apologies to his family and he’d always tell her that it was okay. Thinking about it now, she wondered what else Sasuke had been lying about. That thought alone unsettled her. She’d never had doubts about him before and he was as honest as they came.

“What the hell’s going on, Sasuke-kun?” Sakura asked herself, temper flaring.

Her thoughts were put on hold, however, as a nurse came flying into her office and announced in a panicked voice that a small team of ANBU had been brought it with severe injuries. She was the only one on staff that had the clearance to work with ANBU and was therefore ushered away.

Sakura spent seven grueling hours in surgery fixing and mending each one of them. She wasn’t sure if it was luck or skill that kept any of them from dying on her surgery table, but she was grateful nonetheless as she finally stripped her bloody gloves off. Shizune had stepped in to help with the post-op and sent her with strict orders to go lay down. Sakura stumbled out of the ICU and miraculously made it back to her office without passing out. She crashed on her couch and clenched her eyes tight as an overwhelming wave of nausea rolled over her due to chakra depletion. She allowed herself a couple of minutes to try and even out her labored breathing. When she finally opened her eyes, she shot up from the couch with a curse.

6:24 pm.

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SasuSaku Month 2018

Day 10: Anywhere

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Author’s Note: Wrote this while fighting off sleep 😂 I’ll probably hopefully catch up with the prompts by the weekend I should 

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A lone figure walks on the streets of a small village in the middle of the night. Ebony strands of hair sway with the wind as its owner sighs when the cold air hits his face. He and his significant other left this community just this morning to continue with their travels, but due to certain circumstances, he’s back again. Going to a familiar direction towards the house where they stayed for a while, he’s hoping the person he seeks could help him with his mission.

Uchiha Sakura – his very pregnant wife – wanted candied tomatoes. At two in the morning.

He wanted to say no, but the renowned medic used her big doe-like eyes the color of fields in spring and then uttered the words ‘it’s not just for me, our baby wants it, anata’ that will forever make him go to the ends of the earth for. Thus he found himself sending a clone back to the village, for come hell or high water he would never leave his better half and their unborn child in the middle of a forest at night where threats may linger. He won’t let any danger harm his family. Never again.

Knocking on the door of an elderly couple who sells candies and sweets, he wondered if they were still fast asleep, but the sudden source of light inside and the sound of footsteps told otherwise.

“Sasuke-san? Is that you?”

He nodded. “Haruo-san, did I disturb you?”

The man shook his head and opened the door widely for him to enter. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing. Come in! Is something wrong?”

The clone took off his cloak and boots. He entered the warm home and Haruo quickly led him to the kitchen where his wife was waiting.

“Eri-san,” Sasuke stated with a slight bow in greeting.

“Sasuke-san! You’re back!” The old lady stood up from her seat to come nearer to him. “Did something happen? Where’s Sakura-san?”

The shinobi took their offer to sit down. The couple then took a seat in front of him, side by side. “With my original self. This is a clone.” He took a deep breath before he started with his request. “I’m sorry if I disturbed you this early –“

“You really didn’t, Sasuke-san,” Haruo cut him off. “Eri and I are sometimes awake this time to make our sweets.”

The young man nodded in understanding. “I hope that you could help me with something,” Sasuke began, urging himself to think that the faint heat on his cheeks was from the cold. “My wife… wanted candied tomatoes.”

The duo looked at each other for a moment before wide grins formed on their crinkled faces. They turned their attention to their guest who waited for their reply.

“Sakura-san’s pregnancy cravings, I assume?” Eri marvelled.

“Aa. I don’t know if I could find it anywhere or if it even exists, but I thought maybe you could help me make one?”

Haruo stood up to place a hand on his shoulder. “Of course, Sasuke-san! Anything for the saviours of our village!” His wife then rose from her own seat and started opening cabinets to start working.

The couple then moved in sync; Eri preparing the pots and pans while her love prepared the sugar and tomatoes. Sasuke positioned himself behind them, noticing that their teamwork is perfect.

The two elderly chuckled, and it was then that Sasuke realized that he said his words out loud. “It comes with years of being together, Sasuke-san,” the elderly man replied. “Slowly, your minds are hearts are so connected you don’t even need words to let the other know of your feelings and intentions.”

“But communication is still one of the best foundations of a strong marriage,” Eri added. “As well as trust, loyalty and love.”

They continued to give the young man advice, and Sasuke all took them to heart. The talk then focused on his current errand, to which the two commended him.

“I remember when Eri used to wake me up early in the morning too,” Haruo remarked. “I had to bake cakes and bread even when I was half asleep!” His wife laughed heartily at the memory.

“Sorry for making you suffer, Haru-kun.”

The man just bumped her shoulder with his. “Don’t be. I promised to you that I’ll treat you like a princess, right?”

Sasuke allowed a small smile on his features upon seeing their interactions. An image then formed on his mind – an older version of him and Sakura, still together with all their wrinkles and white hair. The thought then warmed his heart. He never thought he could care for another person like this, doing things his previous self wouldn’t even think of. He never thought he could have this chance of spending the rest of his life with the woman he loves who loves him back, and he is more than grateful for it.

When the work of covering the tomatoes with sugar and caramel was done, they allowed it to chill quickly inside the refrigerator. Not long after, they were already set, and Sasuke finally gave a smirk of satisfaction.

After placing the sweets carefully in a box, the couple led him to the door. Upon securing his cloak once again, he turned to the couple to express his gratitude once again. “Arigatou, Haruo-san, Eri-san.”

“You’re welcome, Sasuke-san. You and Sakura-san are welcome anytime here.” Eri then handed him a bento box. “This is a little something for you and your wife. Take care of yourself and your family, okay?”

Haruo also presented a canister to him, placing it in the bag where the bento was placed. “And this is hot herbal tea for you two. We’re wishing you a lifetime of happiness.”

With another grateful nod, he began his return journey, the owners of the house waving at him until he disappeared from his sight. The man wrapped a gentle arm around his wife’s shoulders. They shared a smile before going back inside the comfort of their house, preparing for the day’s work of making sweets.

On his way back to their camp, he found another of his clone coming towards him, carrying a box labeled with ‘umeboshi’ . They looked at each other’s packages, nodding in relief that they somehow found what they were looking for despite the unreasonable hours of the morning.

The two then quickly made their way back to the original who sat beside Sakura – now fast asleep again – waiting for them to arrive. The clones then laid the food near him and then disappeared with a poof, their missions fulfilled.

Sasuke slowly shook his wife’s shoulders to wake her up. Sleepy eyes looked at him and with all the love and care in the world, he helped her get up and sit upright. Emeralds sparkled upon seeing her newest cravings right in front of her.

“Anata, you really got candied tomatoes and umeboshi?” Sakura exclaimed in bewilderment. Upon seeing her radiant smile, the male Uchiha felt a surge of pride rush through him.

“Of course. Anything for you.”

She gave him a quick kiss. “Arigatou, Sasuke-kun. Aka-chan and I are very happy right now,” she proclaimed, rubbing her swelling tummy. He gave her one of his rare, genuine smiles in return, placing a hand on top of hers.

Sakura happily munched on her midnight cravings, Sasuke’s eyes softening while looking at his wife. Sleep is now far from his mind. He didn’t want to, for his reality is now finally better than his dreams.