Author’s Note: I had written almost all the prompts, but got stuck with this one and day 7. But it’s dooonneeee~ (Still need to write ten prompts to complete SS month 2017 tho)
“Thank you for the eight years, ten months, and fifteen days that we’ve spent together. Thank you for the immeasurable memories that I’ve made with you. Thank you for letting me laugh with you. Thank you for lending your shoulder for me to cry on. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for all the sacrifices. Thank you… so much.
"Thank you for letting me be myself. Thank you for showing your real self to me. Thank you for letting me be a part of your family even for just a while. Thank you for being a part of mine. Thank you for loving my friends. Thank you for supporting me. Thank you for letting me support you.
"Thank you for everything.
"But most of all, thank you for letting me love you. I’m letting you go now.
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"Sakura, are you alright?”
She hurriedly wiped the tears that fell. “I-I’m okay, Sasuke-kun. It’s just that… that part hurts so much. Please continue.”
He sighed, and then proceeded to continue reading the book she requested him to read out loud when insomnia both struck them.
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“And so, the two lovers hugged each other under the light of the moon, happy to be with each other again. Koichi held her hand and looked straight into her eyes.
"It will be three more years until I return. Will you be able to wait, my love?”
“Aiko smiled and nodded. "I’ve waited twenty-two years to meet you. Three more years would seem like a month compared to it. As long as my heart is yours and yours is mine, waiting will be worth it.”
“They sealed their promise of forever with a kiss. No one was happier than the two anywhere else.
"The end.
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Sasuke looked over to his wife, her hands clasped together and a smile on her face. "Finally, after all the heartaches and troubles, they’re together. Isn’t it amazing, anata?”
“It’s…”
“Too sweet?” Sakura laughed. “I know romance novels are not your thing, Sasuke-kun. But the old lady gave it to me in gratitude and I just can’t say no. She said it is one of her precious belongings and it would be a shame not to read it.”
“At least the antagonist got the punishment she deserves,” Sasuke added.
“I know right! Ah… it took us two nights to finish it.”
He just gave her a look. “We are travelling and helping people, Sakura.”
The pinkette’s face broke into a cheeky grin. She then cuddled closer to her husband. “Thank you for reading it, anata. Though I know you didn’t like it.”
“Hn.” But he did like it, or more specifically, liked the way it pleased her greatly. He couldn’t say no to her, especially now that she’s two months pregnant. He tucked the book away and held Sakura closer.
He wouldn’t admit it when she says he’s the cuddling type, but it was obvious.
“Good night, Sakura.” He kissed her forehead and then caressed her stomach. “Good night, our baby.”
Sakura’s heart swelled with happiness. “Good night – or should I say good morning? – Sasuke-kun.” She gave him a chaste kiss on the lips and held his hand on her womb. With a small voice, she added, “Good night, papa and mama.”
Both looked at each other with a tender smile. The tranquillity of the night called them to sleep, and sleep they did.
Summary: Their feelings are connected even during the worst times. Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Rating: T A/N: This is my first fic and it is a bit sad… Do not read if this is not your thing.
Many thanks to @yurama, who beta-read this Fic.
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Sakura had sensed his chakra before he had even reached the porch, but her brain had already tricked her so many times that she preferred to wait. He eventually would open the door if he was really there. Or maybe not… After several minutes went by, she was sure that he was standing by the front door. Static. He hadn’t taken a step in any direction and she knew why.
“I guess you really look beautiful with that pink hair, and most when you do your best. You did well forehead.”
Hahaha. This looks like a draft that was supposed to be furnished but wasn’t done. Hahahah. I was thinking of using Naruto or Kakashi, but I thought Ino would seem to see them like this as she likes Sasu, and she’s friends with Sakura. I probably haven’t conveyed my idea well. As usual, please just ignore the errors. Hahahha.
Whaaa. This is the last day! I endured not checking out all the new fics and arts, so I’ll have lots to check out after the event. Expect me liking stuff. Hahaha. As you can see, I’ve skipped a lot of days, ahhaa. They were unfinished haha. I’ll just upload them after haha. Anyway, thank you to all those that appreciated my lazy fanarts. I couldn’t believe my eyes when the number of likes went to 200 then 400! Whaa. This fandom is really one of the best, most supporting, and loving community here. I really am glad to be here. I’ll do better on the next event. Hahah.
notes: thanks for tuning in this month, i’ll probably write more, stick around ❤
it was late in the evening that sasuke would see the sheen of his coat slink in through the living room window, as he ate his dinner in front of a muted television, an LSAT workbook in his lap. sasuke would assume his duty as an owner and give the semi-present cat a can of tuna, at which point the feline would allow him several moments of scritches on the cheeks before digging in. nights with sasuke were of quiet coexistence.
in the mornings, sakura would wake to the sound of claws at her balcony door. sleepily, the medical intern would drag herself from the bed, or the couch— or wherever she so happened to pass out the previous night after a long day at the hospital—and allow the fine black cat to saunter in for breakfast. often, she wonders just where it is the creature goes many nights, but long ago she accepted that, regardless of speech ability or opposable thumbs, everybody has a schedule. she picks the cat up typically without much protest, and snuffles her face against his, offer an eskimo kiss or two, before setting him down for his meal. by the time she’s in her scrubs and out the door, he’s a lump of useless fur on the sofa. still, she smiles, “goodnight, taro-san,” and departs out the door to start her day.
it’s that summer that the local animal control begins posting notices that animals be required to wear a collar, or risk being taken to the shelter. sasuke reads this one morning over coffee, his mouth contorting in the slightest as he finished the article. a seed of concern planted itself as he looked out the window and wondered where his silent companion might be. “he’s fine,” he tells himself as he dresses and departs for work. he would make it a point to stop by the pet store that afternoon to make tags for the fleeting feline, complete with sasuke’s address, his telephone number, and a name that simply read: cat.
I managed to draw this under one night and I’m so happy T~T
I haven’t posted much for sasusaku month so I’m squeezing this one for the last day because it’s a free prompt! Alsoooo this is a drawing of my parents, @uchihahotline, hue hue.
I mean c’mon this pose is everything I couldn’t help but draw these cuties ;D
It’s been exactly 4 hours since his wife has just given birth to their child, a girl. The Uchiha are known to give out strong male shinobi, for some reason Sasuke couldn’t care any less. He’s never felt this happy ever since Sakura said yes to his proposal.
Here they are right now at Orochimaru’s hideout. Sakura was fast asleep on a bed with IV injected in her arm, and Sasuke was sitting on a chair next to the bed.
The door quietly opens to reveal Karin, Sakura’s midwife, holding a tiny pink bundle securely in her arms. ‘My daughter.’ Sasuke fondly thinks to himself.
With a smile Karin gives the baby to Sasuke. Deciding to give the family of 3 some privacy, she leaves the room and that’s when Sasuke sets the tears in his eyes free to fall.
“Hello Sarada, I’m your papa.” He croaks a little bit, at the little human being he was holding.
“You’re mine and your mother’s everything, we’ll make sure you never think otherwise.” At saying that he bends his head forward and kissed her forehead.
“A-Anata?” Sakura wakes up from her resting, and when she turns her head to see her husband engrossed in snuggling their little girl close to his face as he softly kisses her cheeks.
“I love you, forever and always.” She hears him whisper to Sarada and that was enough for Sakura to know that her husband is content with everything they endured up to now.
Rating: T (?) Prompt: Free prompt (day 31) | SS Month 2017 Warning: Long fic.
A/N – Ah, this is my first time writing a fanfiction. I think this is the reason it turned out so long. (*blinking* – sorry for that) . I just really wanted to participate in the SS month – the reason this fic is T and not M. (Yeah first time and I was already planning R-rated 😛 ). But it was already too long and I had to cut it short. If people like it, I’ll write part 2 – the M-rated one. ^_^ . If someone takes out the time to read this long fic and likes it, thank you! 😀 . I am new to the fandom and Tumblr and just want to say – I just love the liveliness in this fandom. 😀
‘thoughts’ “conversation”
The very air between them was
simmering, being suffused with something – something
like love, something like lust – setting her skin and soul on fire. She could feel his eyes on her, following her
right hand as it moved up and down, up
and down on her left. No! No – ah, this is, this is ‘something more’.
Because her hand has slowly become just fingertips – when, she did not know – trailing slowly – sensually?– Up and down, leaving trails of almost fire, feeling
almost the same way his would. Almost
but not the same, it’s not the same.. , it
is not the same! Yes, this is something more, something that – what do you
call something,something that is a lust
formed of love that cannot be contained anymore? – wants to be expressed, needs to be expressed. She already knew,
because she feels it to her very bone, that her love for him is uncontainable,
too much for one lifetime. She knows this, then why now – why does it want to be, demanding to be explicit now? When did this start, when –
Hn. She knows exactly what the what, the when, and the why is.
I was just curious as to what Sarada would look like when she has the Mangekyou, so I drew this. Of course, not that I want her to activate it someday!
(Because a great trauma is needed to activate it, right? T.T I don’t want to wish that upon her!)
. I just really wanted to participate in the SS month – the reason this fic is T and not M. (Yeah first time and I was already planning R-rated 😛 ). But it was already too long and I had to cut it short. If people like it, I’ll write part 2 – the M-rated one. ^_^ . If someone takes out the time to read this long fic and likes it, thank you! 😀 . I am new to the fandom and Tumblr and just want to say – I just love the liveliness in this fandom. 😀
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