“Are we really doing this?” Asked eight year old Sasuke as he watched Iruka
sensei talk with a group of his classmates at the front of the class.
He was in the middle of assigning them with their partners. Among them being that orange haired kid who sometimes sat alone in the playground near the academy. His big blue eyes were full of excitement at the chance to get to work with someone.
Unlike his partner.
Sakura Haruno, a girl he got a little annoyed at because she was so jumpy all the time, sat petrified beside him. She’d been like that ever since their teacher put them together for the day’s project. It was about measuring height distances and he and Sakura was meant to measure each other and record their heights on their scrolls.
To him, however, that was looking near impossible. He sneaked a look over at her now, noticing how she fidgeted underneath the table and looked straight ahead.
He heard himself sigh exasperateldy when she didn’t answer his earlier question.
“Did you hear me?” Sasuke growled at her. She should really pay more attention to him.
The pink-haired girl finally turned to him then, her green eyes wide with panic.
“S-sorry, Sasuke-kun. I was just thinking about how we would measure each other.”
“With rulers obviously,” answered Sasuke with a slight frown, remembering the focus of today’s lesson was about the counting tools. However, Sasuke knew Sakura was one of the smartest students in his class and felt her comment a little strange.
“You should have known that.”
“I did!” Sakura said quickly, looking flustered. Then she averted her gaze. “It’s just…”
“Alright everyone!” Called out Iruka sensei.
Sasuke forgot about Sakura for a bit to listen to their teacher, seeing that the group before him had dispersed back to their respective places.
“Iruka sensei smiled. “The tallest partner goes first.”
That meant Sasuke was to stand. He grabbed the roll of measurement on their shared table and turned to Sakura.
“I’m going to start with your head.” Said Sasuke as he stood to hover over his classmate.
The pink-haired girl didn’t move, frozen like a statue.
Tch, what a weirdo, Sasuke thought in irratation as he wrapped the measurement around her head twice.
She squeezed her eyes shut tight as he worked, blushing furiously. He stopped reading the numbers on the measurement to glare down at her.
“Why are you being so weird!?” He blurted angrily.
She almost jumped out of her chair, and opened her eyes to look up at him. The green color looked stark with the tears overlapping them.
Sasuke was surprised. “Why are you-”
“You think it’s too wide, don’t you?”
“What?”
Sakura pointed at where his finger marked the measuring tape on her forehead.
“I know how much it is, it’s too big, isn’t it?”
The devastated look in her eyes made Sasuke scowl. “Who cares? So what if it’s big? Its not a big deal.”
He wasn’t trying too cheer her up really, but he must have said something right because her whole face lit up at his words.
It did something to his heart.
“Really!?” Asked Sakura with the first bright smile he’d seen on her.
Sasuke was frozen for two seconds just staring at her before he caught himself and nodded. He blushed in embarrassment.
“Uh, yeah,” he said. Then he mumbled in an effort to save face for his sudden behavior. Not necessarily to spite her, “duh…”
Sakura didn’t hear him anyway. “Ok!” She clapped happily. “Then let’s finish so we can measure you too, Sasuke-kun!”
Sasuke wanted to feel annoyance at this suddenly bubbily girl before him, but all he did was blush a second time.
A/N: Combining these two prompts along with “Ghosts” for SasuSaku Month 2018 D6.
Pairing: Papasuke and Mamakura & Academy babies (probs around 9-ish) BoruSara
His heart was racing, fist and jaw clenched, ready to chidori the fuck anything that comes out at him. Sasuke nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a shrill scream. In a flash, he kicked the door open, and found his wife with her hands held up to shield her face. His sharingan activated, and the sound of a thousand birds chirping filled the small room. However, before he could charge, Sakura started laughing.
Sasuke’s face contorted in confusion at the scene before him. There was a person with a white sheet and eye holes, booing at his wife. His shoulder slumped, and he deactivated his chidori and sharingan.
Why were they here again? Oh, right. Because Sakura wanted to go in the haunted house, insisting it would be fun.
Sakura patted the ghost’s head and turned around to face her husband. “There you are, Sasuke-kun. I thought I lost you.”
“You did.”
She giggled and looped her arm with his, pulling him out of the room. “Darling, did you activate your chidori?”
“Hn.”
This made her laugh. “I didn’t know you were scared of ghosts. Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”
Sasuke rolled his eyes, and allowed himself to get dragged along through the maze. He couldn’t understand why Sakura would want to go in here. The Ninja Academy’s halls and classrooms were filled with cheap cotton cobweb displays, red lights, and smoke machines. Someone was obviously having too much fun time with making paranormal sounds that echoed through the halls thanks to the PA system speakers. Although he knew they were all actors, both shinobi and students alike, Sasuke’s heart was still racing. He knew he shouldn’t have had that Grande Black Ops Coffee without milk earlier.
Sakura leaned in closer to him and teased, “your heart is beating so fast. You really are scared, aren’t you?”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Sasuke turned his head away and continued, “I’m just palpitating. I had too much coffee.”
“Sure you are,” Sakura teased. She kept going on and on, as they went deeper into the school, following the bloody arrows, down the stairs towards the basement.
—
Sarada sighed. She couldn’t believe she fell through a trap door. Well, she wouldn’t have even fallen in if Boruto hadn’t dragged her down with him. The room was do dark, Sarada couldn’t even see her own hand inches away from her face. However, just because she couldn’t see things didn’t mean she couldn’t feel or hear. She felt Boruto’s warm and shallow breaths near her face, making heat crawl up from her neck all the way up to hear ears.
“D-did you see that?” He gasped.
“No, it’s dark, you dumbass. Stop clinging to me!” She could feel his warm hands hold on to her arm.
“S-sorry!” He immediately let go, and by the sound of his foot falls, he took two steps away from her. “It’s just really dark, and I can’t see anything. Need to make sure you don’t trip, ya know?”
Sarada scoffed. Sure. He was doing it for her. “Let’s just find the door and get out of here, okay?” Taking a few steps forward, she felt something cold touch her right ankle, and then her knee. A cold finger brushed her left shoulder. A shudder went down her spine, and she snapped, “don’t touch me like that, Boruto!”
“I… I’m not even touching you…” His voice was a few steps ahead of her. He let out a squeak, and Sarada dared to look behind her.
A pair of green, menacing eyes and maniacal laughter filled the room, causing all the hairs on her body to rise.
—-
Sakura raked her fingers through her husband’s hair, removing all the cotton cobwebs that got caught in his dark locks. She tried to keep her giggles to herself, but she couldn’t help it. He looked so irritated and all the white strands of cotton on his head made him look like an old man.
“Sakura.” The warning was all too clear in his voice.
She laughed. “It’s not that bad, Sasuke-kun! Just hold on, I’ll get it out.” Right before she could pick out the last of the cotton, a blood curdling scream filled the hall. In an instant, Sakura and Sasuke were running towards the sound, preparing themselves for anything. They were about to turn the corner, when two bodies skidded on the floor.
“Sarada!” Sakura covered her mouth in order to stop herself from screaming.
—-
Boruto held on to Sarada’s wrist and dragged her out of the room. They were being chased by an evil looking clown. He knew Sarada was afraid of them, and so he did his best to make sure she wouldn’t look back. “Hey!” he called out to her. She looked at him, the fear all too clear in her eyes. “Keep your eyes on me, alright? Don’t look back!”
He kept on running, finally being able to see some light up ahead, he was starting to recognize the hallway. The evil clown was coming in closer, and so Boruto pulled on Sarada’s wrist to make her take the lead. “Go!” He exclaimed. “I’m right behind you.”
She hesitated for a bit but ran ahead. Boruto was planning to take on the clown to give Sarada more time to run, but as soon as he looked over his shoulder and saw the ugly red nose, evil green eyes, and bloody mouth, and oh fuck was that a cleaver? He threw his chivalry out the window and picked up his pace. When he was right behind Sarada, he tripped on a loose tile, and ended up crashing into her.
They skidded on the floor for a few feet, and he blacked out for a moment. He opened his eyes and realized he landed on top of Sarada. Before he could scramble up to his feet and apologize, he was being hoisted up by his shirt. The boy screamed, expecting to see evil green eyes starting right back at him, but what he saw was far scarier.
Sasuke had picked him up with his Susanoo arm, his body was covered in purple chakra. “What do you think you’re doing with my daughter?”
“S-scaryyy!” Boruto screamed.
A/N: Not exactly the original plot I wanted but I hope you still liked it! Papasuke is obviously the scariest thing in that entire haunted house. lol
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SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 4: Burn Rating: T Context: A little non-compliant. A/N: This is a continuation ofDay 3(and part 2).Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it!
“I still can’t believe you’re back, teme!” Naruto clapped him on the back excitedly. “You’ve missed so much!”
After another meeting with Kakashi regarding his reinstatement as a full Konoha shinobi, Naruto insisted he come along and train with the rest of Team 7. An offer Kakashi insisted he shouldn’t pass up so now he was being dragged away by the blond jinchuriki and his motor mouth. Something’s never changed. As they walked by, people openly stared and whispered about his return. It used to bother him but now he was able to ignore them, except for the occasional giggling he knew was directed at him. That, that did bother him.
“So is it true?” Naruto asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
“What?” He took one look at Naruto’s wide, smiling face and narrowed his eyes.
“That you’re staying with Sa-ku-ra-chan?”
He had half a mind to knock the smile right off his whiskered face. He could literally see the indecent thoughts rolling around in that empty brain of his and while Naruto knowing of his sleeping arrangements hardly bothered him, the way he said it was another story. He wanted Sakura, but he certainly wasn’t about to announce his intentions to the whole nosy village. One nosy blonde was enough.
“Aa,” he replied shortly and began to walk faster towards the training ground, leaving said nosy blonde behind with a semi shocked expression and mouth open.
“Well good,” Naruto surprised him by saying as soon as he caught up. “She works too much and barely takes care of herself, perhaps a roommate will be good for her. An actual good roommate.”
That last remark bothered him.
“You sound like she’s had a lot of roommates,” he retorted.
Naruto shrugged. “A couple. They were all assholes, honestly.”
He frowned. The thought of Sakura living with another person – man – made him uncomfortable. No, not uncomfortable; jealous. It made him jealous. The realization stumped him for he had never felt jealousy quite like this. A deep, possessive feeling nestled at the pit of his stomach that made him curse any man who came within proximity of the pink-haired beauty. He shook those thoughts away as they reached the training grounds. Naruto quickly made his way over to a figure sitting under a tree, drawing it seemed.
Sai, he remembered his name to be. The one who had replaced him in Team 7 after he defected.
“Hey Sai!” Naruto grinned. “Is Yamato-taichou coming?”
“Hello Dickless,” Sai greeted Naruto. “I do believe he is coming later.”
Naruto grumbled at the nickname. “Fine, what about Sakura-chan?”
Sorry! I am a few days behind for this prompt. This is my entry (the first ever in SasuSaku Month!). Post-war, blank period. Just something I think may have happened while they were travelling.
When you’re 31, you tend to be forgetful, ne? Enjoy!
*****
She was sure she folded and packed those properly the other day when they stopped over the little village on their way to Amegakure. Her bag was now considerably lighter as it should be it bothered her. Sasuke, being the observant man as he is, came to a halt. He knew something was up when he saw the lines between her viridian orbs.
“What’s the matter, Sakura?”, he took her wrists so she could stop fidgeting.
“Some of my things disappeared, I think.”.
He now had a little frown forming on his face as well. “Since when?”
She freed one of her hands to place the bag infront of her. When she opened it, Sasuke saw that most of its contents have disappeared. “When we did our laundry a few days ago, I knew I placed them inside my bag before going to sleep. I only noticed how light my bag was when we were about to reach Ame.”.
There was a hint of panic on her voice so he motioned for her to sit beside the tree nearby. “Do you know which ones are missing?”
“Two of my tops,” she rummaged through her bag to find what else is missing, “a cloak… and a skirt. Oh! I’m missing my Jounin uniform as well!”
Who in the world would have stolen those? A pervert? No, if it was a pervert, he’d surely go for her undergarments. Was it a thief stalking them? Probably not. She showed him the other contents of her bag but her valuables were still intact. Unsure of whatelse to think of, Sakura started packing her things once again.
“We should stop by the marketplace and get you some clothes.”, Sasuke said as he started to walk again. Kami, why is he always the calm one?
She’s starting to get crazy, thinking about her clothes and yet there he was, acting as if it was not a big deal. Why would someone take her clothes and not her purse or weapons? She walked towards where Sasuke was while trying to come up with an answer.
*****
They arrived at Ame in the evening, shops were starting to close so he thought it was best if they find a place to rest for the night. They settled for a small inn, a few blocks away from the marketplace.
Sakura, still restless from the thought of her missing items, slumped on the futon, not even giving Sasuke a second look when he went to shower. Her normal self would have blushed if she saw him without a shirt on.
Gaaah! I am going to smash the hands of that thief!!! Shanaroooo!
She had half her mind to go back to that village and look for her clothes but she knew Sasuke would not approved. Burying her face on the pillow, she did not notice when Sasuke returned from the shower and laid on his own futon beside hers.
“Sakura, getting upset over it won’t solve anything.” He was calm and reassuring but she just can’t give it up. Why? Why take her clothes? Is someone going to use those and pretend to be her? What if it was a criminal and did awful things to the people of that village? That’s it! She really is going back there and she will break every bone of that thief, all 206 of them!
As she was about to get up, she got caught and trapped into a strong, lean, lone arm. “Stay here. We’ll get you new ones tomorrow. You may have misplaced them and thought had them plafed inside your bag.”
Onyx eyes stared into those viridian ones, giving her a knowing look that sent multiple shades of red on her face. This beautiful man, ever so calm, had his way of saying everything will be fine. With his arm around her, she started to relax and fall asleep.
Oh how she loves him so!
*****
Bright lights danced inside the room and woke Sakura up. Her hands reached out to the futon beside her, only to find it empty.
“Sasuke-kun…” She got up, trying to adjust her bearings while she sought his chakra. “Ne, Sasuke-kun?”
His chakra was totally absent from inside the room. She wondered where he went so she decided it’s better to look for him outside. But first she had to go to the bathroom, right?
To the bathroom she went and upon entering it, a sight of red, green and black caught her attention. Did he leave last night to retrieve them? But why are there more clothes than what she lost? She held them only to find a piece of paper sticking out of what seemed like a jounin uniform.
It read:
I hope you’ll like the new ones on that stash. Went out to buy us breakfast.
Sasuke
So he bought her new ones earlier? Sasuke-kun, she thought. He may not be expressive but she sure felt how much he cares for her. Not only did he calm her last night, but he also made sure she wouldn’t be as restless as she was yesterday.
She took one of the new ones and noticed that it was not shirt, but a dress. Immediately, she undressed and changed into it. And Kami, why does it feel like it was tailored to fit her? She gazed at herself on the mirror. How did Sasuke know her size? She took another look at the clothes and suddenly, she realized that some of the clothes were the actual ones that she was missing!
Just when she was starting to feel restless once more, she heard familiar footsteps from inside the room. She had to be sure it was him so she turned her back on the mirror only to be surprised once again. Gone was the circle that normally adorned the back of her clothes. Because whatever was supposed to be there was replaced by an Uchiwa fan.
*****
Kinda boring but I hope the ending made up for it.
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