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Prompt: Burn, Sasusaku month 2018, Day 4

Summary: At this moment he couldn’t give her his name, but he could give her this. (Sasuke teaches Sakura Katon)

“Err Sasuke-kun.” Sakura says tilting her head towards him, her green eyes wide and clear,“Are you sure you want to stand so close?”

“Hn.” Sasuke says,“Go ahead.”

“Oh okay.” Sakura takes a deep breath in, clearly nervous.

They were currently standing on the dock by the lake, side by side. The place held a lot of significance to Sasuke and perhaps it was why he’d chosen to teach her his clans signature jutsu in the same place his father had taught him.

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mimi-love-4ever:

SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 3: Restless
Rating: T
A/N: A day late, but here it is. This is a continuation of day 2. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy it! Day 2 (and part 1) here.  

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“You’re the first person he came to see and you still didn’t jump his bones?” Ino asked confused. She tilted her head and smirked at the immediate blush on her best friend’s cheeks.

“Ino, please!” Sakura covered her tomato-colored cheeks with her hands and hoped the floor would swallow her whole.

“What?” She smiled coyly. “Tell me it’s a lie then. Tell me you do not have the hots for Uchiha.”

Sakura groaned and smacked her head on the counter. “Say it louder, why don’t you? I don’t think all your customers heard.”

“Pish posh,” Ino waved her off and went to ring up a customer.

Sakura sighed as she tried to compose herself. It’s been three days since he had shown up in her balcony, while she had been sleeping no less, and woken her up to announce that he was home. The way he had caressed her cheek so tenderly and moved around her was a side that she had never seen. His gaze had always been intense since they were kids, but there was something else in those eyes. Something more she couldn’t decipher. Something that made her insides flutter like a million butterflies and her heart thunder in her chest until it felt like it’s going to spring from its cage. It made her feel like she was that lovesick schoolgirl all over again, but at the same time a new and foreign warmth spread over her. She chalked it up to hormones, but there was something there. It was thrilling and exciting and scary and… and she didn’t know how to handle it, quite honestly. Her body hummed with a nervous and restless energy she just couldn’t get rid of.

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lavendersmiles:

SasuSaku Month 2018

Day 4: Burn

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Author’s Note: Barely made it. Again.

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Mismatched orbs took in the sight of rain that started to fall. In a small village tucked in a forest, Sasuke allowed himself the luxury of relaxing in a quaint teahouse. He liked the tranquility for he was the only customer there in a lazy Saturday afternoon. The tea and the fireplace brought the much needed warmth in the cold weather. The owner, an elderly woman living with her grandchildren, gave him a spare blanket as well. Junko-baa still thinks she owe the raven haired lad a lot. Despite the long time that passed, the villagers still felt in debt to him after saving them.

Suddenly he felt a chakra signature rushing towards the direction of the teahouse, seeking shelter from the downpour. He didn’t even have to look to know who it was.

He could recognize her anywhere.

She took off her coat and ran a hand through her slightly damp pink locks. She shivered a little bit and just as she stepped foot inside the teahouse, she immediately stilled. Her eyes scanned the place upon feeling an all too familiar chakra despite being muted, and finally landed on the sole customer, surprised emeralds meeting content onyx and amethyst

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kairi-chan:

Title: I’ll Show You Fun

Rating: T

Genre: Humor 

A/N: Written for SasuSaku Month 2018 D4: Burn. 

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“Sakura, I’m gonna come.”

“Not yet, Sasuke-kun! We’re just getting started here!”

Sasuke’s grip tightened, the metal casing of his phone creaking under his grip. “You said you would be done in an hour. It’s getting late.”

His wife released an exasperated sigh. “Oh, come on. What are you, my father? It’s a bachelorette party, darling. You know these things don’t end until Hanabi’s passed out drunk.”

He kept his lips tight shut for a moment. Right. It was Hanabi’s bachelorette party. She and Sakura had grown considerably close with the heiress over the years, but surely her absence wouldn’t be missed as much, right? Sasuke had just returned home from a mission and all he wanted to do was cuddle up and have his wife all to himself. Sasuke opened his mouth to speak, but then there was a commotion going on at Sakura’s end. Sasuke could hear incoherent shouting, and shrill shrieks. He had to pull the phone away from his ear lest he wanted to be deaf.

“Oh, the stripper’s here.” The excitement was all too apparent in her voice, and it took every ounce of his self restraint not to crush his phone. “I gotta go, Sasuke-kun. Don’t wait up for me.”

Don’t wait up for me? He repeated in his head incredulously. Before he could speak, Sakura had ended the call.

The image of a macho man slicked with oil and wearing nothing but speedos coming near his wife made his charka flare, his whole body burning with righteous fury. No one was allowed to touch his wife—no one but him.

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Sasuke wore his scariest Angry Husband face and crossed his arms across his chest. Sakura was laughing loudly, cheeks flushed and green eyes glittering with mirth. She looked his way and casted him a wide grin that rivaled the sun. His glare faltered for a bit—because hot damn, how can it not when she was looking at him that way? Quickly, he recovered and placed his angry face back on, to which she threw her head back and laughed. Sasuke glided towards her and spoke in a low, yet menacing tone. “Sakura. We’re leaving.”

She jutted out her lower lip and batted her long eye lashes at him. “Just a few more minutes? Pretty please?”

It was his turn to pout, to which she giggled. “You’re cute when you sulk.”

“Hn.” He made a move to hold her hand, but she dodged his advances.
“Not tonight, darling. I want to have fun!”

A wide smirk spread on his face, and in one fell swoop, he scooped Sakura up over his shoulder. She shrieked, and complained, but ultimately found herself laughing when she heard him say, “Oh you want to have fun? I’ll show you fun.”

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A/N: Dodged! Love you, @ss-tyytyy 😘

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ssm day 4: burn

SasuSaku Month Day 04

Title: Cigarette Scars

Prompt: Burn

Rating: M

Disclaimer

Day’s Notes: a yakuza au fic inspired by saradacchi’s pull the trigger au. TW: mentions of self harm

Tracing her finger around the bumps with a barely there touch, Sakura was left to wonder yet again where he got the wounds.

What did it say about her that their relationship was already physical but she didn’t feel like some questions could be asked?

Sasuke never flinched when she brushed against the old scars. Never startled out of loving her when she bit into his forearms with her nails, leaving crescent shaped reminders of where she’s been, of where he’s been.

He probably does it himself, she mused as he tucked himself back into his boxer briefs and pulled the covers up over her shoulders.

What mess has this beautiful boy━beautiful man━become from what he’s seen?

“I should go,” he whispered, pressing a kiss on Sakura’s temple. “Before Tsunade comes back.”

Sakura watched as he slipped on his clothing as quietly as possible. He slipped his switchblade into his back pocket and tucked his Browning into his torso holster before slipping on his bomber jacket. Fully clothed he could pass for a random first year university student.

Maybe if he were born into a different family he would have been one.

But then maybe they would have never met.

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“Not very subtle are you?” Sasuke muttered as Sakura lit up his cigarette.

She was taking a break from crooning out the sultry love ballads the patrons filed into the lounge for. That and the tables for cards in the back.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

She grinned at him slyly and tilted her head in a way that caused her ringlets to sway prettily around her head.

“Tsunade is going to find out if you keep eye fucking me from across the bar.”

“You’re not so subtle either, y’know?” Sakura cracked into the dialect that Tsunade strained to teach out of her.

But once a street urchin always a street urchin. No matter how pretty the clothes she wore now, she couldn’t forget the hunger and the cold. Nor the fear that what she so willingly gave to Sasuke would have been stolen from her.

“I have another song to sing for the night.”

“Maybe this time, you don’t look right at me,” Sasuke whispered, leaning in so his hair brushed against her cheek, silkier than one would expect.

Sakura turned away haughtily, shaking her curls around her head. She refused to let him see the pink of her face as heat bloomed across her cheeks.

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Sakura was rubbing soothing circles with her thumbs on a burn mark she hadn’t seen before when Sasuke groaned awake.

“Mama ‘Nade stitched you up good, huh?”

Sakura smiled softly and leaned against the couch, adjusting her body to relieve the pressure on her knees. It had been a few hours but she hadn’t left Sasuke’s side. She almost fell asleep, right on the floor.

“Bringing Shisui all of those nights so he could lie on this couch,” Sasuke winced as a spasm of pain shot through him, “I never actually thought I would be the one on this couch.”

“How d’ya get stabbed?”

“Sorry I missed your set.”

Sakura frowned. He was always avoiding questions about work.

“You can tell me y’know. No judgements. Not from me.”

“You may be a sparrow but I’m not talking shop with you. I don’t want to be just that with you,” Sasuke mumbled. “You may be one of Madara’s little birds but you’re my Sakura.”

Continuing rubbing the newest cigarette burn, Sakura leaned her head against his thigh.

“You’re going to have to talk one day,” she whispered. “And I hope it’s with me.”

Sasuke closed his eyes and Sakura was ready to get up and leave. Their relationship wasn’t going anywhere it seemed.

“Later. Lemme sleep for now. You’re being annoying.”

“What!?”

“I’m trying to sleep.”

“You better rest well ‘cause we’re gonna talk a lot.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Sakura shifted her body and kept rubbing her soothing patterns, sliding the pads of her fingertips along Sasuke’s smooth skin and the scars.

There was so much she needed to ask her beautiful boy━beautiful man.

Later.