Jade eyes twinkled as she and her batch mates walked towards the school clinic for their physical examination every start of the school year. Despite her young age of eight, Haruno Sakura already has set her heart on becoming a doctor and everything related to medicine fascinated her. Nurse Shizune greeted them and started out with getting their height and weight.
Just as she was about to sit down to wait for her turn for the dentist to check her set of perfect teeth, a paper landed near her. It was the profile of her friend and seatmate last year, Uchiha Sasuke. Picking it up, she couldn’t help but let her eyes run over his details, and one particular fact amused her. Suddenly it was removed from her hands, and when she turned to look who did it, the grumpy face of the owner greeted her.
Before he could say anything, she blurted out, “I’m taller than you, Sasuke-kun.”
The boy crossed his arms and gave her a glare. “So?”
She gave him a cheeky grin. “You should drink more milk.”
Onyx orbs widened and a blush started to form on his cheeks. “I do! Lots of it.”
The pinkette giggled and teased him, “You need to drinks lots and lots more then. Who knows? Maybe you can still grow taller.”
He huffed and crossed his arms. “I will be taller than you, Sakura! Just you wait.”
Sakura didn’t listen. She had a selective
hearing like that when it came to ninja rules. She could recite them backwards
without a single stammer, but abiding them was another story.
When Team Seven was making camp, everyone
had their assigned tasks to complete. Sakura usually gathered the firewood,
then she and Sasuke arranged it together and he lit the fire. She was utterly
fascinated with his every gesture as he made the correct handseals, took in a
gulp of breath and released it with a moderate flame and a puff of smoke. There
was something reverent and contemplative in the way Sasuke looked then, as if
he was performing a sacred ritual only he knew about. It was entirely possible
with him being the last of his clan, but Sakura wouldn’t ask, too afraid to
bring up bad memories for him just to satisfy her petty curiosity.
Nevertheless, she loved to watch him when he
started the fire. He stood over it like a guardian deity, a thoughtful frown on
his handsome features. The warm orange glow cast on his face made him look as
if he was also made from the flames. A being of pure fire couldn’t be burned,
no matter how close he stood to the blaze.
sasusaku month 2018 day 01- heroes . title: You are Amazing
summary: Spider-Man -ish AU. She’s going home late at night when some bad guys cross her path. She’s outnumbered, the rain is pouring over them and there’s no way out of that mess. Thankfully, Konoha’s most amazing super-hero won’t let anything bad happen to her.
a/n: Happy SasuSaku month, you guys! I know I’m already late, but as always, I’ll do my best to write a fic for all the amazing themes of this year’s event! So, about this story, I just LOVE Spider-man! He’s my favorited super-hero from the Marvel universe and I really loved writing this story! I had to watch a certain scene more times than I should, and I hope I was able to describe it the way I wanted to! I hope you enjoy it, and please, tell me what you think! Also, this story is unbeta-ed, because my amazing friend is a bit busy now and I don’t want o give her more trouble, so… Go easy on me, guys.
“ Good night, Haruno-san! Be careful on your way home!”
“ Good night, Kotetsu-san! I’ll see you tomorrow!”
She waved goodbye at the security guard, offering him a sympathetic smile as she finally crossed the gates of the medicine building. It was almost 11pm now, and more than anyone, Sakura was aware that it was already quite late for a girl to walk around all alone around the campus. In fact, she had been aware of the clock for the last couple of hours, but couldn’t find it in herself to leave the anatomy lab in a decent time. Just one more paragraph, she would say, turning the pages to start a new chapter.
Sigh, Haruno Sakura really was a lost case when it came to her studies.
She ran a hand through her pink locks as she walked towards her dorm, speeding up her pace for obvious reasons. Half a block later, she felt a drop of rain falling on her head and cursed herself for ignoring the weather cast and not bringing an umbrella. If anything, the med student seemed to be more concerned about getting home soaked than about a chance encounter with a bad guy or two.
For she’s lived her entire life in a small town where nothing bad really happened, Sakura was never afraid of walking home alone at night. It was quite relaxing, in fact, and now that she was in a big city such as Konoha, things were no different in her head. It’s a safe campus, she thought. The people who lived there were mostly her fellow students, and with the exams coming, none of them had time to abduct girls in the middle of the night.
No, there was no reason why she should be afraid. People are usually more afraid about those things than it’s actually necessary, and besides, she’s never been a damsel in distress that couldn’t handle herself. As long as there were no guns involved, she was pretty confident her karate lessons would come in handy.
She would definitely be fine, she thought. Just three more blocks and she would be home.
There was really no need to be paranoid.
Or that was what she wanted to believe in until she realized she was being followed.
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.
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.
“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.
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
“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.
—-
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.”
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.
.
.
“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.
.
.
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.
SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 2: Side by Side Rating: T A/N: A day late, but it’s up now.Thank you for reading and hope you like it! Day 1 here.
He had loved many people, before.
His loving mother, with her caring gestures and encouraging words. His older brother, who sacrificed everything to protect him regardless of the consequences. His father, though their relationship had been complicated, pushed him to become strong. His aunts and uncles and cousins. People he saw and interacted with every day. It was because he had loved all those people that had led him to seek revenge against his brother and then again once he learned the truth about Itachi’s sacrifice.
The first time he realized that he once again managed to love, he grew angry. After all was said and done, he felt like he was betraying his mother, father and Itachi. Slowly the anger and betrayal faded away and he grew terrified. The people he cared about had a habit of ending up dead, some by his own hand.
Naruto had almost died countless times because of him. Yet the brat always managed to come out on top and teach him a lesson. Time and time again, Naruto would swear that no matter what he did, he would always have people who would care about him.
With time, he grew to accept the jinchuriki’s words and a small part of him felt satisfied. He traveled and came to terms with his feelings. He came to accept most of what he had done and tentatively began to put that in the past. Before he knew it, his thoughts turned towards his female teammate. The girl who was so ready to join him for the second time on his journey. No questions asked.
By the time he realized it, she was all he could think about. He thought of her vibrant emerald eyes and how they shined like the sun whenever she was happy. Or how they twinkled with mischief. Even how they shimmered with tears, most of the time because of him. He was convinced he’d made her cry more times than smile and still she cared for him. The selfish part of him was glad. Glad that he was the only one in her heart.
Summary: I’m your wife Sasuke-kun, so depend on me.
If there’s anything Sasuke’s learnt about his wife
over the past few months of their travelling it’s the fact that she’s
annoyingly stubborn.
He’d always known she was persistent, more so than even Naruto but the streak
of stubbornness was something that he’d just discovered.
When they were genin Sakura’s main objective had been to agree with almost
everything that he said her stubbornness only surfacing the few times she chose
to defy him.
But now they were on equal terms, well at least that’s what most people seemed
to think but the fact of the matter was that Sakura had him completely wrapped
around her finger which is why Sakura more often than not got her way,
stubbornly disagreeing to everything he said.
He never thought he’d actually say this but he missed the Sakura Haruno who
used to follow him around like a puppy, her eyes wide and bright as she asked
him to go on dates with her.
“Sasuke-kun!” Grown up, Sakura Uchiha argued,“Do you think I’m
an invalid?“
Calling her invalid is nothing short of a joke especially when he’s seen what
she’s capable of. Sasuke has never been one to crack jokes either and he
certainly won’t ever make the mistake of saying this.
"No.” He says irritatedly,“I’m just telling you to sit this one
out."
"But why?"
He gives her a pointed look.
You know.
She looks back at him green eyes confused.
Know what?
He sighs.
"You’re pregnant."
While Sakura doesn’t really look pregnant, it’s barely been three months since
they found out, Sasuke has already become overprotective treating her like she
was incapable of doing anything in her own.
While at first Sakura glowed under the attention being showered upon her, the
effect wore off really quickly and caused the two of them bicker endlessly.
"So what difference does it make?"
He looks at her dumbly.
"Sakura stop being annoying."
"Sasuke-kun!” She whines,“If anyone should sit this one out it
should be you. You’ve been out of sorts for days now with that fever of yours
and you refuse to even let me come near you to treat you.”
“It’s nothing serious.” Sasuke persists, it’s true that he’s been
feeling lightheaded and feverish for the past few days but it’s nothing he
can’t handle. He’s got sick plenty of times before when he was alone and he’s
handled it perfectly well.
Besides he doesn’t want to risk getting Sakura sick, for her pregnancy seems to
be hard enough as it is with her puking every morning like clockwork.
Surprisingly Sakura doesn’t mind, she bounces right back after it with a bright
and happy smile on her face never once complaining. Sasuke knows that it takes
a toll on her however unnoticeable it may be and has made the resolution to
help ease her pregnancy in anyway he can.
“I’m fine.” Sasuke states,“I don’t want you to get sick by
coming near me. Especially not now.”
His eyes flicker to her stomach for extra emphasis.
Sakura rolls her eyes.
“I’m fine.” He insists,“And as I was saying. You can sit this
one out.”
“No.”
He blinks. Sakura has rarely been this adamant about anything and almost never been
this curt with him. The only reason she’s not got around to treating him yet is
because Sasuke has been extra vigilant to flash step out of her way and even
take another room in the inn they are staying just to be safe.
She’s tolerated this behaviour for the past few days to humour him (actually it
was more on the lines of getting a break from his overprotective hovering) but
she was starting to reach the end of her patience.
“There are children there Sasuke, if they’re hurt, you don’t have the medical
expertise to treat them, I do. In fact right now you’re a pretty sad excuse for
a shinobi because you’re sick and you won’t let me treat you. So you’re damn
well going to take me along with you or else I’ll go on my own."
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