Like fathers, like son-in-laws

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One Uchiha Sakura couldn't have been happier. After three months, she was about to meet her parents with her husband and have dinner with them.

She was really happy, quite a nice touch to the mood swings she currently had been having due to her four month pregnancy. A baby boy was on the way; she couldn't stop smiling because she just knew he was going to be a mummy's boy; Uchiha Sasuke tends to disagree.

As soon as she reaches her old house, she sees it covered with lights and candles around the courtyard- giving beautiful mixed aromas that of strawberry, lemon, roses- and that of home.

And at the gate of the house is Haruno Kizashi- holding out his arms to his lil' girl who, well, wasn't little anymore.

"Dad!," Sakura exclaimes, and immediately flings herself into his awaiting arms. He gives her one of those bear hugs, and smells exactly like he did always- of pinewood and scrolls and love.

Sasuke smiles softly in the background. The only man he had yet to top in his wife's life was that of her father- yet he had no intention to do so.

Sakura broke apart from the hug, while her father ruffled her hair. "How's my number one man?," she asks, completely unaware of the glare her husband had now started to give her.

Kizashi, noticing this, smirks,"Your number one man has been keeping very well! Come on princess; your castle awaits."

Inside the house Sakura's mother, Rei, puts dishes on the dining table, and when she sees her daughter, hugs her. Sakura smiles a million dollar smile at her while she gives a polite greeting to her husband.

Sasuke settles down on a sofa while her father sits opposite to him and starts droning about business and security matters to the top ANBU captain, who replies in kind one word answers. Sakura goes into the kitchen to help her mother, and smiles when she sees the scenario.

"As different as chalk and cheese, aren't they?," Rei says gently,"You know Sakura, they say when a girls looks for a soul-mate, she looks for her father in him. I wonder what you saw in Sasuke that is like your dad." She adds teasingly.

Sakura frowns at the dishes in her hands; what her mother said was true. Sasuke and Kizashi had absolutely nothing in common.

While her dad was a loud mouth, Sasuke preferred silence. While her dad was pretty open to his emotions, Sasuke did so only in private. While her dad changed his moods according to the situations, Sasuke remained stoic. While her dad preferred civilian posts, Sasuke was a hard-core shinobi. While her father gave her advices to follow, Sasuke advised her to follow her ways.

While her dad interfered in all her problems to show his support, Sasuke gave her time to fight her own demons.

Her father was a big time romantic. He had asked her mother out on their first date in front of everyone during a party. He had proposed her marriage on the Hokage tower, and had fireworks go at the time she said yes.

Sasuke had asked her out during a mission when they had been near a river side, awaiting the attack of an enemy. And he had proposed marriage at a hospital where she had been admitted after facing a near death experience. He had tears in his eyes and held her hand while saying so.

How not-so-romantic.

Sakura was still glaring at the plates in her hand while walking to the table. Had they nothing in common? Had she, in some way, deceived her father.

Suddenly she slipped on the carpet; her plates went flying- and as she dropped, she felt her heart thumping as her fear of losing her child increased as her face inched towards the floor.

She closed her eyes.

Suddenly, two pairs of hands gently wrapped themselves around her waist at the same time and prevented the collision. Sakura slowly opened her eyes and tears poured out as she saw two pair of feet- that of her father and her husband.

Slowly, the two pair of hands hoisted her up to see Sasuke and her dad- both clearly worried.

"Sakura are you ok?""Sakura sit down." "Don't worry princess" "Its ok Sakura- breath, breathe." "REI, WATER!" Its ok Sakura, I'm her, I'm her." "Here, drink this, princess." "Slowly Sakura, slowly."

While her father affectionately rubbed her back, Sasuke gently held her glass and rubbed her streaming tears away.

And then she realized.

It was their love for her. Their care for her. Their worry for her. They affection for her. She saw her father in Sasuke's love- and now she saw Sasuke's worry in her father's eye.

She smiled. Maybe they were not so different after all.

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