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My breath hitches in my throat as the door to our bedroom closes almost completely, a small crack of light barely passes through. Just hours ago, Sasuke-kun returned back home from rescuing Naruto from the Otsutsuki clan. Moving from that spot seemed almost impossible as I watched my child stare into the no longer existent portal her father created. Hinata and I couldn’t help but shed a few tears as we watched our boys return to us. The hammering in my chest hasn’t stopped since our eyes met.

“Sakura…” His voice breaks me from my thoughts as I look straight into his mismatched eyes. There’s a tenderness in his tone that I haven’t heard in so long. He moves slowly to kneel in front of me as I reach out to stroke the hair away from his eyes.

“Sasuke-kun, are you okay?” I whisper, trying to keep my voice down so we don’t disrupt our sleeping daughter. The past few days have been exhausting for everyone in the Uchiha household.

“Ah. I’m home.” His words confuse me as my brows bunch together, of course I know that he’s home. Sasuke-kun has been home for weeks, so why say it now. Warmth radiates from my body as his hand moves up to grab ahold of mine. Sasuke-kun has never had a way with words, so his simple gestures and glances mean more than others perceive. At this moment there is a shine to his eyes that I haven’t seen since we were first married.

“I’m home for good now. No more travelling unless they need me to, no more disappearing for years without so much as a letter. For the rest of my life I plan on being here by your side. I know that I haven’t been the best husband and father but from now on I will be here.” Tears form in the corners of my eyes and I jump into his embrace. The sudden action takes him off guard as we fall into the floor with a loud thud.

His words reply through my mind and I can’t help but be saddened a little by them. As we untangle ourselves, I grab his chin with my small hand. There’s never been a thought in my mind that would ever call him a bad husband or father. We both knew the price when he went on his journey, never once for a second did I give it a second thought. Sasuke-kun has spent years away from us in order to protect us. Of course all I’ve ever wanted to do was help him with any obstacles that he faces, but I know that only Sasuke-kun can accomplish certain things.

“Anata, to Sarada and I you are the best husband and father we could ever ask for. Once again you’re being too hard on yourself. From now on we can be side by side, just like it was meant to be.” I lean in a place a soft kiss on his cheek before pulling us both up from the floor. Our bodies tangle together again and we can’t help but to hold onto each other for dear life. We’ve both missed out on so much together, but there is still plenty to experience together as well.

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Heroes

SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 1: Heroes

Rating: T

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Sakura Haruno had been called many things in her short, young life – some especially hurtful things behind her back, she’s sure, but she’d learned to let them roll off her shoulders. One lesson her shishou had drilled into her was that labels and titles did not define a person. It did no good to dwell on how other people defined you and since then, Sakura had made sure to let her actions speak for her. After the Fourth Shinobi War, much had changed afterwards, but what she absolutely did not expect was to be singled out as one of the greatest medical nin and kunoichi in the five nations. In fact, she’d just about fainted on Ino when the bubbling blonde had cornered her in her office and relayed the news, which she had heard from some traveling civilians in one of her recent missions to the Land of Waves.

She kept a level head and gracefully accepted that her growth as a shinobi had been acknowledged. Something that she had been chasing since her resolve to catch up to her two teammates ever since she was a genin. She had truly thought that nothing would be better, but here she was, standing frozen in the middle of the early morning marketplace. Her mouth dropped open in a small ‘o’ as she stared at the old woman handing her a small bag of bright red tomatoes.

“Sakura-san?” The older lady nudged her slowly. “Are you okay, dear?”

The world caught up with her again. She shook her head slightly and smiled apologetically for her rudeness. “I-I’m sorry. You caught me off guard.”

The older woman laughed good naturedly and patted her hand gently to accept the bag she was trying to hand her. “It’s quite alright, dear. Like I said, I wanted to show my appreciation of your courageous services during the war. Without you, many of our own would have perished. You’re a hero.”

A small blush tinted her usually pale cheeks as a sliver of embarrassed bashfulness fluttered around in her stomach.

“I’m no hero,” Sakura replied truthfully, averting her gaze. “I simply could not let good men and women die, not if I could help it, and I certainly was not about to stand by and watch as our world ended.”

“My dear, one who fights for others that cannot fight for themselves is a hero,” the older woman stated confidently. “Now, don’t fight your elders on this one. Please accept this token from this humble old woman.”

Sakura bit her lip before smiling softly and nodding. She took the small bag and held it close to her chest. For a fleeting moment, the ruby red eyes of the boy she loved flashed across her mind and with it, her heart raced in response. The blush on her cheeks intensified as she became flustered, then cursed herself silently at the strong reactions he could get out of her. And he wasn’t even there.

“T-thank y-you,” stuttered Sakura. Great, I’m stuttering now…

The old woman bowed lightly and grinned at her, her steel grey eyes twinkled playfully. “Perhaps they may guide your sweetheart back to you.”

“Sweetheart?!” Sakura squeaked and almost dropped the bag startled. “What? No! I don’t have a-a… sweetheart.”

“Oh, do forgive this old woman,” she chuckled, waving her hand around dismissively. “I assumed you and that handsome Uchiha were together at last. It certainly seemed like it before he left.”

Sakura… thank you.

Her heart fluttered and her stomach churned, like a thousand butterflies had suddenly taken flight inside her. She dropped her gaze down to the floor shyly and a tender smile danced upon her lips as she remembered Sasuke on the day he left for his journey of redemption.

“We’re not together,” Sakura sighed softly.

The old woman clicked her tongue, then smiled. “You listen to me, dear. That boy, however many wrong decisions he made in the past, he paid for them on that battlefield and he became a hero too when he decided to save our home. He’ll be back soon.”

Sakura’s throat tightened with unshed tears as the older woman’s words sunk in. She knew people had not forgotten about any of the transgressions made by the young Uchiha and were even less likely to forgive, but to hear that someone, at least one person, thought him a hero was all she could ask for. A small, tentative smile erupted on her face as she thanked the older woman and began making her way back to her apartment with her fresh ingredients. She had nearly forgotten she’d promised to drop off a box of warm breakfast for Kakashi before she headed to work as a small thank you for all the paperwork she had been sending his way because of the children’s clinic. It’s been almost six months since the clinic was fully operational, but it seemed the paperwork would never end. She laughed quietly under her breath as she remembered Kakashi’s look of betrayal when she walked in with the first stack.

As she walked by the main road leading to the gates, she found herself stopping and staring off into the distance. She could make out the guards in the distance and even further, past the gates, an empty road. A crushing feeling of loneliness started up in her heart as she couldn’t but wonder when Sasuke would be back.

“Please, be safe,” Sakura whispered to the wind like a prayer. And come back to me soon.

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Author’s Note:

Happy SasuSaku Month 2018 to everyone!

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SS Month Day 1: Heroes

Ah this is my first ever time participating in SS Month.

Heroes….

Jade eyes bat a few times trying to register exactly what happened in the last few days. Two hands move up to rub the exhaustion away as a stubborn pinkette continues to heal countless patients. For Sakura this is another day working in the hospital but it’s far different from that.

Just a few hours ago all of the Hidden Leaf shinobi returned home from war. Each having more than just physical wounds that’s all thanks to Madara Uchiha. Sakura can only help with the healing process for mental damages, it’s not the same as healing a broken bone. That’s why she can’t accept the whispers that echo through her friends lips.

‘Heroes…’ that’s what Team 7 has been titled. Sakura believes that her boys deserve that more than she ever could. In her eyes she wasn’t on the same level as them after their run in with death. Sure she was able to help seal away Kaguya but Sasuke-kun and Naruto were the true heroes.

The calming green glow disappears around her hands as she moves away from another successful surgery. She knows that her chakra won’t last much longer as she makes the short journey to a certain room. Inside her teammates are sleeping and recovering from their injuries.

As the door slides open silently, moisture can’t help but gather in her eyes. If only she was able to stop them from causing so much damage to each other. Each made a sacrifice almost too great for a Ninja. Lucky these two are able to overcome most obstacles. Sakura takes the chair between their beds and instinctively reaches to check each of their injured arms. A sigh of relief washes through her as she sees no sign of infection.

Sleep is something of a mystery for her these days. The words of countless people run through her mind, the words of her Shishou stand out more than others. Lady Tsunade called her the Top Medic of the Leaf. Just a few short years ago Sakura would’ve never thought that would be possible but now she sits in her dirty ninja gear with a seal proudly displayed on her forehead. A hand reaches up to stroke the skin where her accomplishments display.

“Sakura…” The low voice breaks her from the depths of her thoughts as she turns to the sole Uchiha. His left eye is shut tightly to keep his newly acquired Rinnegan from sight. Sakura is secretly thankful since it’s the one thing that can keep her inside a genjutsu.

“Are you feeling okay Sasuke-kun?” The softness in her voice causes a small smile to creep on the Uchiha’s lips. He’s forgotten what it’s like to have someone be so gentle towards him, even though he’s always known Sakura would always be.

“You’re thinking awfully hard.” He motions at the wrinkles on her forehead from the furrowed brows. Sakura’s cheeks darken slightly at the thought of Sasuke watching her closely. A simple shrug of her shoulders is all she can muster for a moment, trying to find the words to convey her thoughts.

“It’s just…everyone keeps calling me a hero. When all I did was what any medic would do. I healed and supported my comrades.” As the words flow from her lips, the tone changes into something somber. Sasuke is shocked by her naïve words. To him Sakura has just as much to do with saving the world as him and Naruto did. The ruffling of sheets fill the silence as Sasuke turns on the bed to meet Sakura’s gaze fully. For the first time in a long time, he’s not left searching for the right words.

“You are a hero Sakura. You were able to heal the entire army at once while we fought of the Ten Tails, not to mention you saved me from the Desert Dimension. Also Naruto and I would’ve been dead and the Infinite Tsukuyomi would still be in place. Even now I can tell that you’ve been working yourself to death while we just lay here.” Sakura’s can’t help but let out a nervous chuckle. In this moment she’s glad that their blonde friend sleeps deeply, for the first time in a long time they are sharing a private moment.

“But you and Naruto did so much more than I did.” This isn’t the response that Sasuke was expecting. Instead of calling her annoying or stubborn he reaches out for her hand, it’s smaller and softer than his own. Almost as if it belongs with his.

“Sakura you’re more of a hero than I am. In more ways than you could ever imagine.” His eyes shift down, she is his own personal hero. Even though it was pushed to the background Sakura helped him remember what it was like to love and be loved by someone. Sakura’s eyes widen at his sudden confession as the corner of her lips turn upward slightly.

“I guess then we’re both heroes then Sasuke-kun.” It was Sasuke’s turn to be surprised. Bright green eyes met a single coal orb, a smile on both of their lips.

“Yeah, I guess we are.”

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Genre: Humor/Fluff

Rating: T

A/N: For SasuSaku Month 2018 Day 1: Heroes 

Disclaimer: song lyrics “Heroes” is by Alesso. I don’t own the lyrics, neither do I own Naruto. 

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“We could be heroooooeeees!” 

Sasuke closed his eyes.

“Me and yooooouuuuu!” 

He took a deep breath, and sighed. 

“Weee could beeeeeeee!” The beat dropped, and Sakura started dancing wildly as she held on to the microphone. Naruto jumped from his seat and started dancing with her. It wasn’t long until Ino joined as well. 

Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose. He really didn’t want to be here, in a small Kareoke room, crammed with all of their friends. But he was still sitting on the couch, as he had been for more than four hours for two reasons: Naruto dragged him here, and Sakura was here. 

He eyed the empty shot glasses on the table and then slowly shifted his gaze back to Sakura. Her cheeks were flushed, she had a wide grin on her face, and she kept singing horribly off key. No one cared, though. They were all too drunk to notice. All except Sasuke. 

In his sober state, he was able to see Sakura in a new state of rawness. She had always been carefree, and fun loving, but this was a different level. She was wild. Although he thought that he wouldn’t like it, he found it strangely endearing that she could easily toss her worries and inhibitions away. The corner of Sasuke’s lips tugged upwards and he took a sip of his beer. He would let her have fun tonight. She deserved a break, and to unwind. He would be there to take her home and take care of her in the morning, anyway. What were husbands for, right? 

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For the most part going home, Sakura didn’t put up a fight, or caused any fuss. She would softly mumble and sing, half-asleep, all drunk. He smirked when she started saying sweet yet incoherent things to him. Finally, they reached their home. It was a small flat, being a newly married couple, they didn’t need much space. Times like tonight, he was thankful everything was so near each other. 

Carefully, Sasuke placed her down on the bed. When Sakura shifted and made a move to make herself comfortable, Sasuke stood up and turned to leave to take a shower. However, he stopped in his tracks when he heard her speak. 

“Sasuke-kun?” 

“Aa.” He glided back towards the bed and knelt by the bed to hear her properly. 

“Do you think…” Her eyes were closed, and her lips kept moving, but little to no sound was coming out. “Do… you…” 

He inched his face closer to hers to hear her better. 

“Do you think I can be… a hero?” 

Sasuke smirked and brushed her pink locks out her face. “You’re already a hero, Sakura.” 

A soft smile graced her lips and she opened her eyes before whispering, “You’re a hero, too.” 

He opened his mouth to retort, but she stopped him by whining, “No arguiiiing! I’m tiiiired and sleepyyyyy! Get in heeeereeee.”

Sasuke sighed and a low chuckle escaped his throat. “I have such a demanding wife.” He took his shirt and pants off before climbing into bed. Sakura eagerly gravitated towards him and rested her head on his chest. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close to him. 

If only she knew how much of a hero he saw her to be. 

If only he knew how much of a hero she saw him to be. 

Perhaps they could discuss that in the morning but for now, sleep. 

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SSM 2018 Day 1: Heroes

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Sakura’s running low on energy. She’s spent
majority of the night on making the antidote for a poisoned chunin team, a not
difficult but time-consuming task. She slept barely three hours and she’s
already cutting it close for a morning meeting with the Hokage. Sakura brushes
her teeth in a hurry as she dresses, then runs out of her apartment without
breakfast.

She arrives at the Hokage tower with a few
minutes to spare. To her delight, Sasuke is there too, and… in his hand, is
that…?

“For me?” she asks hopefully, pointing to
the object and he nods.

Sasuke wordlessly gives her a ham sandwich
with cucumber and Sakura scarfs it down quickly.

Her green eyes light up when when he holds
out to her a steaming paper cup with coffee to wash down the food. Sakura moans
at the aroma of her favourite blend of coffee beans, cream and sugar, prepared
in just the way she likes. “Sasuke-kun, you’re my hero!” she exclaims. She chugs
the concoction down and immediately feels the strength return to her tired
limbs.

Sakura licks her lips and beams at Sasuke.
“Thanks, I really needed that,” she says. She spots a trash bin in the corner
and hurriedly disposes of the empty sandwich wrapping and the paper cup. A
thought comes to her. “Wait, how did you know I didn’t have breakfast?”

Sasuke shrugs nonchalantly. “Just a hunch.”

Before she can bug him for a clearer answer,
they’re called into the Hokage’s office.

Sasuke is saved this time from revealing his
ways. It wouldn’t do for his cool reputation to admit that he saw her stagger
down the street at an ungodly hour just before the dawn (his usual time for
morning practice) and secretly followed her to make sure she got home safe. His
lips twist in a frown. Sakura should take a better care of herself. She’s been
a mess since she moved out of her parents’ house.

He’d have to do something about it.

.

Sasuke is supposed to have more of a
downtime but the urgent request for help from the border village comes just two
days after his return from the last job. He has no time except to gather his
weapons and say goodbye to his wife. Too bad he can’t find his favourite black
cloak, it was all ripped up and he meant to fix it in his free time, but it would
have done for one more mission…

“Sasuke-kun, wait!” Sakura stops him at the
doorstep and he turns impatiently. She runs to the laundry room and comes back
triumphantly holding up his cloak. “Here, I stitched it up and washed it for
you.” She helps him put it on, then fiddles with his collar. “Looks good. Be
careful out there and kick some butt, okay?” She smiles and winks at him.

“Sure,” he replies, still in awe that
between working in her clinic, teaching the medic course and keeping up with
her ninja training Sakura found the time in her busy schedule to repair his
cloak for him. His wife is truly incredible. What he would even do without her?
On the impulse, Sasuke leans in and brushes his lips softly against hers.
“Thank you,” he says, smirking at the light pink tint on her cheeks. It’s so
easy to make her blush…

Sasuke leaves for his mission in high
spirits, wearing a cloak that looks like new. He’s already planning to take
Sakura out for a nice dinner after he comes back.

It may seem trivial in a world of
indomitable powers and epic conflicts, but in the everyday life Sasuke and
Sakura are each other’s heroes.

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AN: Happy SasuSaku Month!

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In Her Eyes

SasuSaku Month 2018

Day 1: Heroes

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Author’s Note: Ugh barely made it~ I’m baaaack for SasuSaku Month 2018! I had a lot of fun writing the prompts last year, and decided might as well enter this year, since it’s my last month of freedom before I enter medical school. I finally got that scholarship I applied for and I have to study even harder than my undergrad years. With that, I can’t fangirl as freely as I like~ 😭

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Onyx eyes observed two figures huddled together in the kitchen.

“Mama, papa, what are you two doing?”

Immediately two heads looked up from the book they were reading to look at their daughter. Sakura smiled and motioned for Sarada to come closer to them.

“Would you like to help, Sarada? We’re deciding what to cook for dinner tonight, something new from the cookbook that papa bought,” the medic answered. The young Uchiha eyed it, noting it was the same one her papa presented to them when he came home last night from his travels.

“There’s this sweet meat dish that we tried in our travels at Kumo which is really good,” Sakura continued. “And also this rice dish we also had at Suna.”

“That was really delicious,” Sasuke commented. His wife nodded in agreement.

“So what’s the final verdict, anata? Sarada?”

Their daughter smiled and pointed at the picture of Suna’s cuisine. “I vote for this one!” Husband and wife shared one quick look and Sakura handed out aprons for the three of them.

“Yosh! Let’s start making it then!”

Sasuke proceeded to take out the necessary pots and pans, while Sakura went to the refrigerator to get the ingredients. While cutting the onions, the only pink-haired shinobi of the family shared her day at the hospital, noting an increase of patients with the flu.

“I just hope it won’t be an outbreak. Which reminds me, you two need to have your flu shots as soon as possible. Maybe tomorrow?” she gave her husband and daughter a questioning look, to which the two gave a simultaneous, “Hai.”

The smell of fresh herbs filled the room and Sarada inhaled deeply. “It smells really good, mama!” She went towards her mother’s left side as her papa took the other. The genin took it upon herself to read the instructions on what to put in the pan next as the man of the house handed it to his wife.

As the last ingredient was placed, Sakura covered the pan and set the stove to low fire. She took a small piece of the dish and placed it on a small plate for the three of them to judge.

“Uwaah, it’s delicious!” Sarada and Sakura exclaimed and the mother and daughter looked too much alike, Sasuke mused. He himself allowed a small smile in agreement.

“And now we wait for five minutes. Sarada dear, can you please set the table?”

“Hai, mama,” she replied as she took three plates.

“I’ll make tea,” Sasuke offered, and was rewarded with a bright smile from his wife. “Arigatou, anata,” she replied as she helped him remove his apron.

Time passed by quickly and the three sat at the dining table, Sasuke and Sakura at one side with their daughter facing them. Sarada told them about her day, training with her team and meeting up with their friends for lunch.

“Chouchou then dragged me to her house to watch a movie. It was funny, and it was about a duo of drop-outs who saved their country and became heroes.”

“Did they train hard?” Her father asked, and Sarada immediately shook her head.

“Not at all. They found this strange rock from the sky and when they touched it, they got their powers.”

“Ah! The title is ‘Rockman and Waterman’ right?” Sakura asked. Her daughter nodded and swallowed her food before answering. “Did you watch it already, mama?”

A giggled escaped from her as her husband had a questioning face. She knew the gears in her head were working and trying to find it in his memory, and after one pointed look from her, Sasuke remembered.

“That weird movie?”

Sakura nodded. “That weird movie.”

Sasuke sighed and Sakura couldn’t help but laugh at his exasperation. Sarada tilted her head to the side in question. Understanding her gesture, Sakura explained it to her.

“During our travels, your papa and I helped an orphanage once. The kids liked that movie and idolized the two actors so much they wanted your papa to dress up like Rockman.”

An image of her papa in that hero’s weird costume flashed in her mind and it was too funny for her to take. She tried to stop a fit of laughter and failed horribly. The tips of Sasuke’s ears started to turn red and it didn’t help that his wife joined their daughter’s glee.

“It’s not funny,” he grumbled. He noticed a stray grain of rice on Sakura’s cheek and removed it with his thumb. She held his hand in place on her face and leaned on it.

After a few minutes, the laughter of the two most important people in his life started to die down. They resumed eating, and after filling their stomachs with the dish that they all helped to create, Sasuke grabbed the tea he prepared while Sakura took out the dango she bought before coming home.

“Rockman and Waterman are great and all that but I still think that mama and papa are really better than those heroes,” Sarada proclaimed.

Sasuke handed a cup of tea to her. “Why is that?”

“Because mama and papa don’t wear undies outside your pants,” their little girl announced proudly, a wide smile on her face. Jade and obsidian shared one quick look before laughter was shared between the happy family of three. Bright onyx eyes looked at her parents, a feeling of contentment and happiness filling her heart. She will forever treasure the little moments like this with the three of them complete, may it be training or doing mundane, domestic things like cooking dinner.

She listened to her papa voicing out his lack of knowledge about the new trend of movies, and her mama teased him that they’ll spend an entire day or two just watching it for him to understand. And since they’re all free tomorrow, they sealed the deal.

And as she laid down to sleep that night, Sarada closed her eyes with a smile. She’s excited to spend an entire day with her parents just watching movies of heroes and their superpowers. Though of course, no fictional superhero can match them.

To the world, Uchiha Sasuke and Sakura are two feared, legendary heroes of the shinobi world.

To Uchiha Sarada, they would always be her papa and mama.

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Prompt: Sasusaku Month Day 1, Heroes

Summary: Her parents were heroes. She
selfishly wishes that they didn’t have to be.

Note: So I’m not sure who exactly the
enemy will be Boruto so that’s a little vague but none the less. Also umm… Sorry?

When Sasuke first
tells Sarada the story about her uncle Itachi she is fifteen years old. She
cries through most of it not for herself but for her father, her uncle and her
entire clan. Then she gets angry. Angry at Konoha, angry at her parents for not
telling her and angry at herself for being ignorant for so long.

But in the end she’s
just filled with an overwhelming sense of pride as she says,”Uncle Itachi was a
true hero.”

“Your uncle was a
hero Sarada.” He agrees with her but his eyes are sad,”But I wish he didn’t
have to be.”

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The attack happens
so suddenly that nobody has time to blink.

One second
everything was fine and the next Sarada’s world had turned on it’s axis
violently, her village, her home thrown into chaos.

While the Chunnins
had all been on guard with most of the village elders gone she hadn’t expected
things to go so wrong so fast and after an hour of continuous fighting Sarada
finally thinks this is the end when her enemies blade looms over her and she’s
too chakra depleted and injured to defend herself.

But then her hero arrives.

Armed with nothing
but pink hair, large jade eyes and a punch, her mother sends the enemy flying
back. But this is a small victory for the larger more eminent threat still
looms over them threatening to destroy everything they know.  

Sarada’s knees
wobbled making her stumble but someone catches her, supporting her weight.

“Sarada!” A voice
calls out frantically as her vision blurs and she can vaguely make out that
along with her mother Boruto had arrived too.

“Boruto?” She asked
faintly,”Mama?”

“I can’t spare
anymore chakra but I’ve stop the bleeding and closed most of the  wounds.”
She tells Sarada and then looks at Boruto once she’s done healing her
daughter,”You have to get her out of here safely.”

“But Aunt Saku-“
Boruto started but her mother put her hand up as if to stop him.

“This is not your
fight Boruto, not while I’m here.” She says,”Right now it’s your job to save
Sarada and the civillians who don’t have the means to defend themselves.You
have to get them clear of the village.”

Her mother turns
towards her and there is something so utterly sad in those green eyes but
before Sarada can understand she’s pulled into a tight hug that smells like…home.

“Sarada, I’m so so proud of you.” Her mother
mutters,”You know that right?”

“Of course.” Sarada
groans,”But mama you’re squishing me.”

Her mother pulls
back sheepishly and apologises,”Sorry.”

Sakura then nods at
Boruto who picks Sarada up,”Keep her safe.”

Her mother turns
around and it’s then that the devastating realisation of what her mother is
trying to do sets in.

“Wait what- mama no!” Sarada manages to say and her
mother freezes.

“No. No. NO!”
Sarada screams trying to claw out of Boruto’s strong arms around her,”Mama
PLEASE! LET ME -”

“Boruto.” Sakura
said clenching her fists keeping a straight face,”Take care of my daughter.”
His grip on Sarada tightens who was sobbing uncontrollably and heartbreakingly.

“I love you.” Her
mother smiles, but Sarada can see the tears in her eyes and hear the finality
in her tone,“Thank you for being my daughter Sarada.”

And everything goes
black.

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By the time Sasuke
arrives he knows it’s already too late. He’d hurried as soon as he’d sensed
something was wrong but he’d been too far away to make it in time. Sarada was
already in the relief camp that was set

Sakura, Sakura,
Sakura, her name rings in his mind and her chakra is easy enough to find in a
Konoha that is painfully quiet. The scars of the devastating battle that has
reduced the once peaceful village are everywhere and at the heart of it all the
perpetrator lies dead.

But she was still
alive, waiting, waiting like she
always had for him, propped up against a crumbling wall covered in blood, her
purple diamond no longer present but a weak smile gracing her beautiful
features that even death couldn’t take away from her.

“Can you heal
yourself?” He asks desperately but he knows her answer before she gives him a
sad smile as she says,”I’m sorry.”

Sasuke immediately
bends down wrapping her arm around his shoulders his mind analysing the best
possible plan to get her to safety, to a medic, but the irony is not lost on
him when he realises that in this situation the only medic who would be able to
heal Sakura was Sakura herself.

But that didn’t
matter. He would not give up.

“Anata.” It’s all
she can manage and he turns to her, her steady green eyes holding his
mismatched ones steadily.

Understanding
courses through him and his resolve crumbles pathetically. His heart beats
erratically and he feels like it’s been torn out of his chest.

“I’m
sorry.” She repeats.

Mismatched eyes meet
green and suddenly his black eye shift to a blood red and the world around them
fades.

Instead they are
thirteen and Sasuke is leaving the village. Once again Sakura runs after him,
she screams that she loves him so much that she can’t stand it and she vows to give
him happiness and promises him that he would not regret it.

Only this time he
hugs her and promises her that he’ll stay. That he won’t leave her.

It plays out like a
movie after that. Sakura still trains under Tsunade in Konoha, there is no war,
Naruto is still irritating, Kakashi is still a pervert but this time around
Sasuke loves Sakura as he should have from th

He smiles at her
like she’s his world, he goes on countless dates, holds her hand and never lets go. Itachi comes back to the
village and they get married and Sarada is born surrounded by all their closest
friends and family.

Sasuke stays to
become the chief of police in Konoha and watches his daughter grow up. They
have a happy, mundane life together where Sasuke always greets Sakura after a
long tiring day in the hospital.

“Welcome home.” He
says tucking her hair behind her ears.

She wraps her arms around
him and kisses him,”I’m home.”

Sarada becomes
Hokage like no other and she carries on the Uchiha legacy with her fathers
pride and her mothers compassion.

And Sasuke grows
old with Sakura after he gives her the life that she truly deserved.

He gives her the life
he wanted with her.

And then once again
they’re thirteen standing in front of that bench.

Except it’s Sakura
who is leaving this time.

And once she goes,
Sasuke knows she’ll never come back.

“You
stayed.” Sakura says smiling softly,“You stayed in the village for
me.”

She stands ahead of
him a few metres apart her pink hair flying in the gentle breeze that blows
through the moonless night.

“It’s what I
should have done.” Sasuke responds firmly.

She smiles at him
faintly and closes the distance separating them. She puts her palms on either
side of his face and says ,“I’d love you in any version of reality
Sasuke-kun. May it be the one where you stayed or the one you left. You’re you,
no matter what you do, no matter what you become.”

“Don’t leave
me.” A strangled gasp escapes his lips and his panic shakes up the very
foundation of the genjutsu they’re in.

“I’m so in love
with you, I can’t stand it.” She whispers the same words she’d said all those
years back and even now they hold just as true if not more.

“Me too.” He says
quietly.

“Did you regret
it?” Sakura asks taking a step back her hands behind her back, a bright smile
on her face,”Being with me?”

He shakes his
head,”Never. Not one second.”

She takes another
step back.

“I’d promised to
give you happiness.” She says and takes another step back, “Was I able to?”

“You are my happiness.”
He responds,”You and Sarada are everything to me.”

“You know I’ll do
anything for you Sasuke.”

But she already
has.

“You’re annoying.”
He grumbles and she laughs out loudly her voice ringing out clearly in the
night. He smiles.

“Yes.” She says, “I
suppose I was a lot of things.”

“But not weak.” He
says,”Never weak.”

Her eyes widen and
tears spring to her eyes.

“Sakura.” He says and
there are a million things he wants to say, stay, don’t leave me, I love you,love
you but instead he simply says,“Thank you.”

And for the last
time ever Sakura Uchiha smiles. But this smile is different. This is a smile
that she can only give him, a smile that’s because of him, for him. It’s a
smile that will never fade, it’s a smile that encompasses her compassion, her
strength and her love.

“For what?” She
asks faintly.

For Sarada.

For loving me.

For waiting for me.

For never giving
up.

For being you.

Thank you for…

“Everything.”

The genjutsu breaks
and Sasuke catches his wife and places her gently on the bench.

And then he kisses
her goodbye.

Just like he’d done
all those years ago.

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Sakura may have
been the one who died that day but Sarada had lost both her parents that day.

Outwardly Sasuke
remains unaffected to most people, he’s now undoubtedly in charge with the
seventh hokage missing, the sixth hokage injured and with the greatest medic in
all five nations dead all the responsibilities fall squarely on his shoulders.

He doesn’t bend or
break and sometimes people wonder if he’d ever even loved his wife. But that’s
because they had never seen the extent of his love for her, the softness of his
eyes and the kindness in his voice whenever she was there.

But Sarada, Sarada
knew.

After all it had
been her who had found him, clutching her Mama’s body crying so devastatingly
that Sarada had to stop wonder if this was the man she’d known to be her father.
But as her eyes sharpened, her Sharingan evolving itself to the pattern of a
Mangekyo she saw all those things she’d missed before.

And she saw the
large crack in the soul of a man who was broken beyond repair.

That day when she
cried beside her Mama, she cries for the loss of her best friend, her hero and
the man her father was.

And then comes the
day that Sasuke finally falls in battle.

Boruto weeps and
weeps over losing his sensei but Sarada just sits there holding her fathers
hand in his last moments and giving him a soft bright smile that reminds him so
much of his wife.

“Say hi to Mama for
me.” Sarada says softly,”As much as I want to I’ll only be able to join you
after living a long life where I’ve set everything straight.”

It’s a promise to
him.

It’s a promise to
her mother.

Their sacrifice
wouldn’t be in vain.

“I’m proud of you
Sarada.” He says faintly,”You’ve got your mothers strength and your uncles
kindness.”

“And I’ve got your
heart.” She says softly. The heart that had loved her and her mother quietly
and endlessly.

Her father raises
his hand and weakly and taps her on her forehead,“I’m sorry there won’t be a
next time.”

That day Boruto
inherits her father’s katana and his cloak while Sarada carries her mothers
strength and her fathers eyes.Through his eyes she sees the world as he saw it,
filled with cherry blossom pink hair, green eyes and ever present smiles.
Through her strength she protects the things she cares about bravely and
unflinchingly.

And with their love
she lives a life they would be proud of.

“Your grandparents were heroes.” She
tells her children years later with a far off look in her eyes,”But I wish that
they didn’t have to be.”

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I think I died a little while writing
this. Excuse me while I go and cry myself back to life. But this is the fic
that I’m undoubtedly the proudest of. I know it’s a bit early but none the less, Reviews are always appreciated and
HAPPY SASUSAKU MONTH.

wolf08:

A/N: SURPRISE: I wrote a new
thing! So my brain was in dire need of producing something with a little more
humour and a lot more romance than the other things I’ve been writing as of
late. Alas, this steamy, fun little story happened. This is Part I of II or
III. Hope you like it! 😊

A/N 2: I began to write this
for the ss month prompt “Connected Feelings” but evidently I really missed the
deadline.

Summary: Sasuke
and Sakura are both ready for physical intimacy, but neither is willing to make
a move until the other expresses where their feelings stand. The catch is that
neither knows how to express where
their feelings stand. SasuSaku. Blank period.

Genre: Romance / Humour

Rated: T (Teen) for sexual
themes

Disclaimer: All
characters belong to the great Masashi Kishimoto

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PART I

It was the first night Sasuke
and Sakura agreed to share a bed.

And I know what you’re
thinking: our vagabond heroes are winding up for a steamy, passionate night,
aren’t they? I mean, finally, after
months of mutual dependency and roaming foreign lands, prowling the wild like
predators and becoming attuned to each others’ basic, primal needs, Sasuke and
Sakura must be ready to put a
physical seal on their ever-growing, soul-connecting emotional bond… right?

Well, not exactly.

It was a choice borne of
logic, not passion, because the only single-person rooms available at the only
inn in town were enormous and, frankly, irritatingly
expensive (to borrow a word from Sasuke himself). “What’s there to see in
this town that made them hike up the prices?” Sasuke mumbled into his
travelling companion’s ear, while ignoring the clerk’s glare. She could hear
everything he was saying.

He’s got a point, Sakura
thought, because this little town, somewhere on the Northern boarders of Fire
country, wasn’t even a spec on the maps. “We could just share,” she proposed
while trying to keep her voice as nonchalant as one possibly could when
suggesting something so obviously… suggestive.

Sasuke stared at her for a
moment while a million thoughts crossed his mind. Could she… She doesn’t want to…?

He stopped himself
mid-thought.

No, that wasn’t what this was about. Sakura was practical and
resourceful and that was why she
wanted to share a room (and that was why he liked her).

“One room,” he said to the
clerk.

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SasuSaku Month 2017

Days 6 & 30- Thank You/ Their Little Girl
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Title: Thankful for the Past
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Summary: Right now, he knows there’s no way he could be more thankful to the girl in front of him. His eyes are filled with pride, and as he looks at Sakura, Sasuke knows he needs to say the words that always end up stuck in his throat.
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A/N: I’m so so sorry for taking so long, guys! I’ve been having some busy weeks lately, and I could barely find time to write it >.< I’ll find an answer for that soon, though, I promise!!! No matter what, I hope you enjoy this small fluff, and please, tell me what you think about it!
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The first time he thanked her, Sasuke said it right before walking away from her crying emeralds. He wasn’t sure if she had understood the meaning behind his words— not even he was fully aware of that himself—, but back then, the only thing that mattered to him was taking those words out of his chest in a hopeful attempt that it would sooth his demons and allow him to continue on his path towards revenge.

It was a selfish act, he knew. He was leaving her responsible not only for her feelings, but also for his own, and he didn’t know, or even cared if she would be able to handle all those clashing emotions in her heart. He was counting on her— on that little and fragile girl who called herself as a ninja.

Perhaps it was too much for her, he now knows, but she made it anyway. She built up courage and confidence, and with nothing other than her own strength, Haruno Sakura was able to handle everything that was thrown at her. She endured all the hardships, and it was only during his lonely, traveling days that he finally understood what his younger self had thanked her for on that night. He thanked her for her innocence. He thanked her for always being there, and most of all, he thanked her for the love she was willing to offer him.

A love so pure and powerful that only grew stronger with time.

A love that, just like her, blossomed into something wonderful.

And right now, many springs after that lonely, autumn night, Sasuke knows he needs to thank her once again. Today, more than any other day in his life, he needs to tell her how grateful he is for having her in his life, because he knows that without her— without her love, her strength and her annoyance— his dream of rebuilding his family would’ve never become reality.

Without her, he would’ve been alone forever. And he was tired of being alone.

“ Sakura…”

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