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Note: Anon requested a SasuSaku “First Date” fic, this is also for SasuSaku Month 2018 Days 12 & 13’s themes + a sequel for “In Love with an Otaku”

You can read “In Love with an Otaku” here

Setting: Real-World AU

Warning(s): One spoiler from season 1 of One Punch Man

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Saturday Night 11:00 pm

“So now that my parents are asleep upstairs…I guess we can watch One Punch Man.” Sasuke, wearing a pair of black cotton pants with a matching sleeveless undershirt that exposed his toned biceps, which resulted in him catching Sakura staring at them.

“Done staring?” He asks in an amused tone, his mouth raised in a smirk.

“O…um yeah, I mean gomen Sasuke-kun, I didn’t mean to stare, it’s just that I never knew you were so huge-…you know what? Nevermind.” Sakura hurriedly takes a seat on the couch as Sasuke puts Netflix on the flat screen television. He then takes a seat next to her and relishes in the way how her body tensed when he pulls her close to him.

Sakura was positive her entire body temperature has risen when she felt Sasuke’s arm behind her waist. It’s a good thing she was wearing a light full-sleeves pink nightgown with a pair of beige pajama pants. Otherwise Sasuke would see her entire skin burning in a pink shade from the close proximity.

Deciding to be more bold, he leans down to her level and then lifts her chin up with 2 fingers to kiss and then whispers in her ear “I really like your hair down.” He then kisses her head and then presses the play button on the remote to let episode 1 play.

5 episodes later and Sasuke was not at all amused, he didn’t understand what was so funny that caused Sakura to laugh so many times. He did feel pity for Speed o Sound Sonic when he got harshly kicked between the legs from Saitama. And even at that moment his hand automatically moved to cover Sakura’s eyes from that cringe worthy scene.

“I think we should call it a night, we still have finals to study for.” He closes the television, and then gives her a hand, which she easily accepts. She then let’s out a yelp when Sasuke brings their mouths in a soft, long kiss. “Good night.” He smiles when he lets go, and in response she simpers and kisses him on his cheek as she goes into the guest bedroom.

Sunday Morning 9:30 am

Sakura woke up from hearing a loud knock, “Sakura-chan it’s time for breakfast!” 

“I’m awake Uchiha-san, just give me 10 minutes to get ready!” Sakura sits up from her bed to rub her eyes.

“Take your time, it’s only us two in the house.”Mikoto reassures her.

“Ah thank you.” Sakura appreciates the fact that she can come out in her night clothes. She then heads to the bathroom to do her usual morning routine.

When she got out of the bathroom, she quickly combs her hair and sets it in a half up twist adorned with a fancy flower comb. For clothes she wears a pastel pink t-shirt and a white ankle length skirt. Although it was super hot, Sakura still chose to dress modestly because she didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Sasuke’s parents. 

When she got out of her bedroom, she could smell the aroma of Dashi (fish broth) coming from the kitchen.

“Ohayo Uchiha-san.” Sakura greets the mother of her boyfriend, who in turn responds with the same words and adds, “You look so lovely Sakura-chan.” She smiles at her, which made the pink maiden blush. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Sakura asks, wanting to help and not feel useless.

“Of course, how about you make 20-30 o-musubi (rice balls) before my husband and Sasuke return in a half an hour, you think you can handle it?” Mikoto challenges her, to which Sakura accepts with a smirk “I’ll have each of them neatly wrapped with nori (seaweed wrap) in 20 minutes.” 

“I’ll be looking forward then.” Mikoto promises by giving her a wink.

5:00 pm

Breakfast had gone by rather smoothly, it was now 5:00 and it was so hot despite it being only mid April, that all Sakura wanted to do was jump in a swimming pool. She was simultaneously reviewing her hand-written detailed notes and outlines on the procedures of heart and brain surgeries while cooling herself with a paper fan. Sasuke on the other hand was composed while reading and taking notes from his computer engineering textbooks without breaking a sweat. She took a double take at him and noticed that he was wearing reading glasses, which oddly made him look attractive in them.

“What?” He asks, noticing that she was staring at him.

“It’s nothing really, just my first time seeing you in glasses.” She truthfully tells him.

With a hum, he simply resumes his studying as does she. There would be plenty of time for idle chat after graduation. 

9:30 pm

Sakura decided to call it a day, she gets up from the her that she was sharing from Sasuke’s desk. As she stands she felt a cool spring-like breeze past through her from Sasuke’s windows, and relishes it. She then grabs her books and tucks them back in her roll on bag. 

Sasuke on the other hand was sill engrossed in his studying, so she quickly tells him “Ne Sasuke-kun I’m going out for a walk” which caused him to give her his entire attention to her. “Where?” He demands, she wants to take a walk this late at night?

“Its’s just on the sidewalk, your mom told me if I felt like taking a stroll she gave me the okay!” She reassures him that she won’t go far off. “Besides, it’s been so hot all day that I wanna enjoy this nice weather.”

In response he pokes her forehead, “Annoying.” He turns around and closes his books before he tells her, “Give me two minutes.” As he heads to the bathroom with a black dress shirt in his hand. When he comes out of the bathroom, Sakura couldn’t help but blush at how handsome he looked in all black. He was also wearing a silver bracelet. Before she asks him why he changed he beats her to it by telling her “I’m taking you out to dinner tonight, so go change.” 

With a nod, Sakura scurries into her guest bedroom. 

She comes out in five minutes wearing a long simple white maxi dress, a pair of ivory sandals, and her hair twisted in a side braid. Sasuke who was sitting on the  living room couch, stands up and smirks in approval. He also notices Sakura carrying her Fullmetal Alchemist wristlet wallet with a picture of Alphonse in his iron suit, which only made him chuckle. His girlfriend really was adorable.

“Shall we?” He offers her his arm, which she accepts and together they head out on their very first date. 

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SasuSaku Month 2018 – Day 12: Dinner
Rating: T+ (Some language)
Context: Non-massacre AU
A/N: Thank you for reading and I hope you like it!  

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From the minute she woke up, rushed to the bathroom once she realized she had forgotten to set her alarm the previous night and tripped over a pair of shoes, Sakura knew it was going to be one of those days. She jumped into the shower and got a face full of freezing cold water, to which she proceeded to choke on for a couple of seconds. Snatching whatever she could find, she dressed quickly and flew out the window of her bedroom and headed straight to the hospital for her shift that actually started 15 minutes ago. She prided herself on her punctuality – for she had to have an unblemished record thanks to the irritating Council members that were looking for any excuse to discredit her status as Chief Doctor at the Children’s Clinic. One mistake, one slip up, could cost her everything she had worked so hard for.

Needless to say, she was given a stern lecture from one of the old fossils and handed a mountain of folders that had to be filled and dated by the end of her shift. She scoffed and made her way to her office with a large damper on her mood. Sakura had pulled a double shift the day before and had only achieved four precious hours of sleeps, so her patience was running dangerously low. One small mercy, however, was that she had no scheduled patients to see and if there were no village threatening crisis on the horizon, she’d be able to hide in her office.

An hour into staring at tiny letters on various pieces of paper, Sakura felt the beginnings of a migraine lurking at the back of her head. She set the papers down and was about to go in search of a fresh cup of coffee when a soft knock tapped against the door.

Please, don’t let it be anyone important, Sakura prayed. “Come in.”

Beautiful, silk black hair was the first thing she noticed poking through as the door opened slowly. The second was the warm smiling face of Mikoto Uchiha. Sakura stood up quickly, patting down her clothing slightly in hopes of looking more presentable, and walked around her desk.

“Saku-chan,” Mikoto greeted her. She hugged Sakura lovingly. “I’m so glad I was able to catch you. You’re always busy.”

“Hello Mikoto,” Sakura greeted her back, smiling in return.

“Honestly, they’re working you to the bone, my dear,” frowned Mikoto. “Sasuke’s been telling me about your endless amount of shifts and side missions. Those old coots don’t even leave you time to have dinner with your boyfriend’s parents. Quite rude, if I say so myself.”

Sakura stared at her puzzled. While it was true that she’d been pulling a couple of double shifts here and there, she hadn’t had a mission in months now at the request of the Hokage. Something about needing her skills more at home than in a simple mission abroad. Her puzzlement gave way to just a tiny bit of anger. Sakura never thought she’d see the day when Sasuke would willingly lie to his mother, but did he have to get her involved?

In a split second decision, she opted from calling out his lie and went along with whatever Mikoto was saying. She stored every piece of information and started plotting ways to make Sasuke cave and explain this whole mess to her before she really became angry. She couldn’t deny that she was curious, though.

“Please do say you’ll come for dinner tonight, Saku-chan?” Mikoto asked with a tiny pout. “Fugaku and Itachi actually have a day off today, so they would love to see you too!”

When it came right down to it, Sakura couldn’t refuse Mikoto any more than she could refuse petting a puppy. This woman treated her like a daughter, more so ever since she and Sasuke had made their relationship official a year ago.

“Of course, I’ll come,” smiled Sakura. “You know I can’t refuse your cooking.”

Mikoto laughed gleefully and patted her cheek. “You’re such a sweetheart, Sakura. My son better not let you go or I’ll never speak to him again.”

Sakura blushed and let out a rather embarrassed laugh. “The things you say, Mikoto.”

“I’m just telling the truth,” she grinned. “Dinner should be ready by six, so come by around 6:30, okay? Alright, I better get going and let you go back to work.”

“I’ll be there,” Sakura assured her.

“I can’t wait.” Mikoto pecked her cheek and gave her a hug before leaving the office.  

Work completely forgotten, Sakura plopped back into her chair trying to figure out why Sasuke would say those things to his mother. She’s been having dinner with them once every month for years now, even before getting together with Sasuke, since they were part of the same genin squad. It’s been two months since she’s been at the Uchiha Compound due to her lately hectic schedule. She’d asked Sasuke to send her sincerest apologies to his family and he’d always tell her that it was okay. Thinking about it now, she wondered what else Sasuke had been lying about. That thought alone unsettled her. She’d never had doubts about him before and he was as honest as they came.

“What the hell’s going on, Sasuke-kun?” Sakura asked herself, temper flaring.

Her thoughts were put on hold, however, as a nurse came flying into her office and announced in a panicked voice that a small team of ANBU had been brought it with severe injuries. She was the only one on staff that had the clearance to work with ANBU and was therefore ushered away.

Sakura spent seven grueling hours in surgery fixing and mending each one of them. She wasn’t sure if it was luck or skill that kept any of them from dying on her surgery table, but she was grateful nonetheless as she finally stripped her bloody gloves off. Shizune had stepped in to help with the post-op and sent her with strict orders to go lay down. Sakura stumbled out of the ICU and miraculously made it back to her office without passing out. She crashed on her couch and clenched her eyes tight as an overwhelming wave of nausea rolled over her due to chakra depletion. She allowed herself a couple of minutes to try and even out her labored breathing. When she finally opened her eyes, she shot up from the couch with a curse.

6:24 pm.

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