Disclaimer: Kishimoto-sama owns Naruto and its characters.

MFW's Happy Marriage Day event inspired

Head's up: Lime ahead~~~ or at least I tried to write one.

CHAPTER 1: Husband & Wife

Emerald orbs watched the man dressed to the nines beside the stage, his eyes locked on hers for a moment before smirking. She saw him fidgeting with his striped tie she helped him pick for today, and her husband's discomfort for formal events amused her. She knew he'd rather go out for movies and dates with her, but this is all for the company his father built so he sucked it up. Sakura smiled at her husband of one year and gave him an encouraging nod, he nodded back before taking a deep breath and turning back the stage. Tonight is the awarding for the Youth Business International, and Sasuke got the award for being the youngest businessman to go international at the age of 27. His net worth skyrocketed ever since, and it wasn't a good three months for the both of them. She was sitting with their usual gang, while he sat far with the other CEOs and his adviser.

"I can't believe Teme got this one, I was sure Hyuuga was a shoo-in for this." Uzumaki Naruto, Sasuke's bestfriend, remarked as he downed his bowl of ramen. How he managed to get the waiters to serve him one was beyond anyone at the table, and they wouldn't want to know either. At least most of their friends were able to attend. Shikamaru looked bored out of his mind beside Sakura, Chouji was munching his chips on the table yet again, Kiba was talking to the girls on the other side, while Sai was silent and observing the hall with interest before taking out his pad and started sketching. Meanwhile, Neji and Tenten were on the other side of the room with their families.

"Thank you for supporting him, Naruto." Yamanaka Ino, Sakura's blonde bestfriend, replied with a roll of her baby blue eyes. "Why are you even here again?"

"Well, I'm here because Teme and Sakura-chan are my bestfriends, Ino. Why are you guys here?"

"Naruto-kun, that's not nice to say." Hyuuga Hinata chided her childish boyfriend, "Sasuke-san invited us to dinner too, and Neji-niisan said he deserved this award more than him anyway." she retorted. She was Naruto's fiancee and cousin of Hyuuga Neji, who's company rivals the Uchiha conglomerate for years now.

It was a friendly rivalry at most.

Sakura rolled her eyes at the argument to pull out her phone, typing in a quick message to her husband.

To: Hubby❤

Hey baby. Don't be too nervous, or you'll end up stuttering out there. Uchiha's don't stutter, right? ;)

-Right. What's the idiot arguing with Ino over there?

Oh, you know, why is the gang all here when all you need is him kind of talk. He prefers Hyuuga over you winning this anyway, so you can uninvite him at our celebration at Itachi-niisan's club.

-Hn. Told you not to invite him anyway, didn't I? Send him home after this.

-Anyway, remind me why you're over there instead of here with me?

Because I don't want to be a trophy wife, Sasuke-kun. Besides, I'm not cut out to be rubbing elbows with the high society. That's your job, husband.

-You're not, you're your own person. I love that about you, Doctor Uchiha of KH. You're in high society too, don't forget that.

I am, because I'm married to you, Mr. Uchiha. Plus, I'm not yet a resident at KH so don't jinx me when I'm still waiting for my application to go through.

Anyway, I'm sure you'd like to know…. :)

-What?

I'm wearing your favorite set. ;) Bye. ❤

Sakura deviously looked at him with a seductive smile, and saw him choked on his wine before he turned to her with a death glare. She suppressed a grin and responded with an innocent smile, then turned back to their friend still arguing. She couldn't wait until the end of the ceremonies.

When Sasuke got called on stage to get his award, everyone erupted in loud cheers and thunderous claps. He strode to the podium with confidence and took the platinum plaque with the Uchiha Zaibatsu logo and his name on it, his chest swelling with pride. He cleared his throat as he faced the crowd for his speech, his eyes locked with one woman in the room whose eyes he could get lost to. God, even the way she's giving him a subtle smile makes his heart skip a beat.

When did he become such a love sap?

"I am extremely honored to be receiving such an important award. I am earnestly grateful for the recognition I have received for my work, because I am sure that every other nominee for this award was as capable if not more, of winning this.

I have faced several challenges on my way here, but each one of them has only strengthened me with my sight on the goal. Winning this award would not have been possible without the inspiration I have received from my family and my colleagues, for whom I have the deepest respect, and from whom I have derived the strength to challenge myself and perform better. And especially without the help and support of my ever-loving wife, I wouldn't be able to become the person I am today, someone who's worthy of this and more. Thank you for always being by my side, my love." Sasuke smirked amusedly at her as he raised his award after his speech, earning a loud applause from the crowd.

Sakura got teary-eyed at his speech because she helped him do it and mentioning her was not part of it, and she couldn't help but smile and clap as he went down the podium and back to his table. Ino leaned to her with a malicious grin, "I wonder how you're supporting him, Forehead?" she whispered teasingly.

"Don't ruin the moment, Pig. I'm sincerely touched right now."

"Oh, I think you'll be 'touched' later anyways."

"What the hell are you going on about?"

"My, my. Aren't you just sexting Sasucakes earlier, Forehead? Please. You learned seduction from me."

"Ugh. Ino, really?! Can you please stop your perversion for one minute?" Sakura blushed and hit her best friend's forearm, "I'm going to the bathroom." She added and left the table.

A few women were gossiping at the restroom when Sakura got there, their fashion screams designer clothes with their gold rings and dangling earrings. She passed them by and let out her hair off the bun, only to momentarily freeze at their gossip.

"That Sasuke, huh?

"He said he has a wife, bummer. I was eyeing him earlier, and he seemed occupied."

"But he's not sharing his table with his wife, right? I saw him talking to that hottie with grey hair and eye patch, maybe that one's available."

"Nah. Should we try our luck with Sasuke?"

"Nah. He sounded like a lovestruck man, his wife's so lucky."

"Any woman would be if their husband's worth a billion dollars with the face of a god."

"I know right? His wife must be amazing."

"Amazing, huh? If you could call someone who's trying to get her residence at Japan's largest hospital and institution amazing, then why not? What's amazing was my debt that I still haven't paid off. I couldn't even graduate top of the class, while my husband was effortlessly on top. Top university, top student, top athlete with the face of a god, chiseled body…he's just fucking great at everything really. Ugh." Sakura snorted.

After the closing ceremonies, Sasuke quickly moved to their table and furrowed his brows when she saw her laughing at something the idiot said. The dobe's not that funny, so she knew better than to acknowledge his nonsense. And did she have to cross her legs that exposes her skin like that? He fixed his tie and approached them silently, placing a hand on his wife's exposed shoulders before leaning and taking her by surprise as he kissed her temple. "Sasuke-kun?!" Sakura shrieked as she looked up to him, "I was just telling Naruto you're not inviting him for our celebration later." She beamed up to him. He grunted and she rolled her eyes in understanding what he wants, so she stood up and encircled an arm around his torso.

"Good girl." He smirked and rubbed his thumb on her skin lovingly before turning to his bestfriend, "You think I won't have ears everywhere, idiot?" he bit out.

"Sakura-chaaaaan! You threw me under the bus?! How could you, I thought you're my sister!"

"I did not, Naruto." Sakura chuckled lightly as her husband wrap an arm around her tiny waist, "I'm simply on my husband's side, and you keep forgetting I'm an Uchiha now too." She continued and rested her head on his chest. "Hn." Sasuke smirked and tilted her head to look at him before pressing a soft kiss, "Hello." He greeted at her with a loving look in his eyes. How he came to marry this amazing woman is beyond him, and he swore he's not doing anything to fuck it up.

"Why hello there, Mr. Uchiha. You finally came down to us mortals?"

"Hn. Don't start, love."

She giggled and cupped his cheek with a smile, "You did well up there, like you're not fidgeting every five seconds in your seat." She teased. "Hn. You little minx." He grunted and squeezed her waist, she snickered at his reaction before he pinched her nose and she struggled violently.

"Eww. You guys are so PDA!"

"Fuck you, dobe."

"Sasuke-kun...what did we say about your language in a public place?

"Ha! Lame-o, chickenbutt, getting scolded by Sa-"

"Naruto-kun!"

"Let him be, Hina. The idiot's hurt he can't be with us to drink our hearts out!"

"Ah. Troublesome."

"Ugh. Come on, I can't stand smelling the idiot like his favorite ramen."

"My, my. Dickless doesn't really have delicacy."

"Wait. I haven't tried their crème brulee yet!"

"Tch." Sasuke sighed and glanced at his watch before cocking his head to the exit, "We'll be going ahead. Later." He noted before leading his wife out.

Sakura watched Sasuke as he drove his Audi R8 silently, his free hand holding hers lightly and occasionally rubbing his thumb on her skin. "You know, Sasuke-kun, you really felt far away earlier." She started and squeezed his hand, "I mean, you're amazing holding your own. I saw a bunch of famous businessmen, and you knew them all." She added. "How is this far away, Kura?" he peered with a smirk as he squeezed back, "I'm waiting for your reward by the way." He noted in a low, teasing voice.

"What? Reward? I owe you nothing, husband."

"Hn." He grunted before rubbed his hand on her thigh, "Not even letting me peek on my favorite set?" he huffed and sent her a playful grin. "I'm hurt, babe."

"Not here..." She shuddered at the feeling of his warm breath against her skin as he opened her legs a bit , "Exactly where is here?" he grinned and rubbed his knuckles on her laced panties. "R-right...t-there...no..." She grunted when his fingers stroked her clit, "Oh? Right here?" he asked innocently and peered at her flushed face contorted in pleasure. Gods, he loved seeing her so turned on for him.

"D-don't...Sasuke...ahhh..."

"Is this the red lace I bought you for your birthday?"

"W-wha-!" She yelped when he suddenly pulled off her underwear easily, "Told you it would look nicer off you, babe." he shot her a lopsided smirk.

With a quick flick of his wrist, he pushes a finger into her, causing her to arch her back and moan loudly. He slowly starts to move his finger in and out of her, while she closed her eyes and leaned her head on his toned arms within her reach. He pulls out his fingers only to slid another one in, changing his pace this time. Then he curled up his finger and found her g-spot with expert knowledge on her clit, while she moaned against him and moved her hips against his fingers. He leaned and gave her a kiss while fingering her, slowly lifting up his foot on the gas with half the mind to just park the car and finish what he started.

"H-hey…you're driving! T-this is dangerous!" she protested weakly when she pulled away, and gripped his wrist to stop him. "So it's fine if I'm not?" he chuckled darkly and pulled his fingers out, "I'll hold you to that, but I'm taking you the moment we step inside our house." He remarked as he licked her juices off before stepping on the gas to hurry home.

"You can't, Sasuke-kun. Itachi-kun and the others will be waiting at the club for us." She pouted and fixed the dress hiked up her thighs.

"Hn. Who cares?"

"Who cares? He flew all the way from New York for you, you know."

"And? I'm the star of the night, remember?" He smirked as he took her hand again, and gave it a soft kiss.

"Smug asshole."

"You love me."

"Sadly, I do." Sakura pursed her lips, then leaned and gave his cheek a kiss. "And I will always do."

Sasuke slid on his gray Henley shirt, black chinos and his favorite coffee combat boots. He was standing in the full length mirror of his closet, putting on his earring and watch while waiting for his wife to finish. "Nobody would believe me if I told them you prefer being in casual clothes, and you almost went to work wearing them." Sakura's voice broke him out of trance as she entered his walk-in closet, and he turned to her only furrow his brow at her clothes.

If it can even be called that.

The evil vixen sent to be the death of him wore a strapless black dress that stops on her mid-thigh with a sweetheart neckline and cinches at the waist, which hugs every curve of her body and gave him a good view of her C-cup breasts. She paired it with her gold ankle boots, the one that he has a memory of fucking her with it on. If that's not enough, her lips painted plum that contrasts her milk skin. And as if her pink hair, pinned on one side and over her shoulder waving down, wasn't enough to tell she's exotic; her emerald eyes popped with the smokey eye make-up she did.

"Change. Your. Outfit. Now." He bit out, and tried so hard not to think about fucking her right then and there. They did it three times in the shower, so how can she even walk anyway? Looks like he has to do his job thoroughly later.

"In your dreams, asshole." She huffed while checking her makeup on the mirror, "Come on, we're already late." She added and stepped around him. But he grabbed her wrist and pulled her against him, "I'm not taking you at a club dressed like that, babe." He scowled. "Need I remind you, baby, that I'm married to the most handsome man with a bad temper?" she mocked and wound her arms around his neck, "You don't need to, but it's the other men who need to know you're mine." He responded.

Fucking damn it. This was supposed to be his night, and he's supposed to have fun. Now he's got to do his job as her husband. Just thinking of the men who would ogle her was enough to make him on edge, and he will make sure those fuckers who's got the balls to look her way see death in his eyes.

"There you go!" she chuckled and pulled away from his embrace, "Don't leave my side and we won't have a problem, baby." She winked then made her way out. Only to leave her husband raking his raven locks with a sigh of exasperation as he watch her walk away, he grunted and followed her out.

May God have mercy on him tonight.

"Thanks for the hard work!" The nurses exclaimed as they walked out of the OR, then moved the patient to the recovery room.

"God. That took forever to locate the shard." Sakura huffed as she stretched her muscles after another successful surgery alongside Shikamaru, who's currently Konoha's resident Neurologist and General Surgeon. "It was a freaking tempered glass and the size of small pebble."

"Yeah, troublesome. I wasn't sure we can keep him stabilize that long." The pineapple headed doctor chuckled, "It was thanks to you we managed to take it out before his blood pressure dropped." He added.

"Oh come on, Shika, you give me too much credit." She blushed at the praise, since she's not used to it. "Well, this is my stop. Thanks for the hard work, Dr. Nara."

"Same to you, Dr. Uchiha!"

Sakura quickly slipped off her coat and sighed in relief when she entered her office, only to gape at the mountain of paperwork on her desk. After finishing the papers by half, she decided to text her husband.

To: Hubby❤

Hey baby. You home?

-On my way out the office. You?

Same. What do you want for dinner?

-Anything?

Yup, and since I'm in a good mood, you can ask for extra tomatoes.

-Then, can I eat sliced tomatoes off you?

Perv. I meant real food, asshole. -_-

-Kidding then.

Ugh. You're such a tease, Sasuke-kun! -_-

-Hn. Such a gullible wife I have, huh?

Asshole. You can eat dog food for all I care! (╬ Ò﹏Ó)

-Don't be like that, babe. Tell you what, I'll fetch you and we can have dinner at that Italian restaurant you love so much.

-Babe? Don't be mad. ❤

Ugh! Why do you have to be so cute like this, Mr. Uchiha? (⇀‸↼‶) Fine. And you better let me order the cheesecake this time, ok?

-Aa. That cheesecake, huh?

Yes, that cheesecake you deprived me of since you said I'll get fat if I eat it. (￣З￣)

-And you deprived me of sex for a week, you savage.

Hahahahahaha. Serves you right! :p

-Hn. Fine. Get it, and get one to go so we can do food play later. I haven't tasted a Sakura flavored cheesecake yet. ;)

Hornball.

-Your fault. I'll be there in fifteen, get ready to go.

I will. See you, baby.

-See you, my love.

She was preparing to go home in a few minutes after changing into jeans and shirt, when someone suddenly knocked on her office door. "Come in!" She exclaimed and fixed the papers on her table, "Oh. Tsunade-sama!" She yelped at the sight of her mentor and KH's Head Doctor, Dr. Tsunade Senju.

"Going home so soon?" Tsunade asked in a teasing tone, "Sasuke sure is keeping you in a tight leash." She added.

"He's not, sensei. Mou~ It's just we haven't really celebrated his award with the two of us."

"That brat sure made a name for himself and his family even further, huh?"

"He did, and I'm so proud of him for it. Itachi-niisama even went home last night to catch our celebratory dinner, and the Hyuugas congratulated him as well."

"Lucky brat got such a supportive wife." Her mentor huffed before handing her the folder she's holding, "Anyway, look over this one. This is a one-time opportunity, Sakura. Go over this proposal and get back to me, ok?" She continued and quickly left. Sakura opened the folder and her eyes went wide, it was her long-awaited announcement for the upcoming simulation exam to those who wants their residency at KH.

Finally, after months of waiting for the response, she finally got the memo. She wanted to tell Sasuke, but she doesn't want to celebrate too soon. There's still the simulation and interview to go. So she took it upon herself to keep it a secret until after she passed the simulations anyway, that way she'll surprise her husband when her interview comes next. She'll have to go over things and study somewhere her friends and husband won't see her, and sneak around for one month. Now, how does she keep this from Sasuke until the exams are over?

A/N: Trying this for three or four shots. I just gotta get the ideas and spin-off out of my head. And I don't know much about the medical field, so I'm trying to research whenever I have time, that's why forgive me if I got anything wrong.

For the readers of Breaking the Habit, I'm redoing the chapter since I misplaced the papers I've written the first part of the next one. TT_TT

Reviews are welcome and thank you for taking the time to read.

-ShinYa