A/N: Sorry a few of these were a bit late, my schedule is all off this week! But everything should be up to speed as of this weekend. Gah, if I was as good as an artist than I was with my imagination, I would draw some things for this month, but I suck. So instead enjoy my words!
Also, I will be updating this FIRST daily, and then 'Empire' if you follow that story. However, both should be updated this weekend. Happy SasuSaku month!
I. the smell of fresh paint
"Sasuke-kun!"
Sasuke's eyelids fluttered, but he didn't open his eyes. He sighed loudly and rolled over onto his side on the comfy bed. The front door slammed, and then there was silence. Sasuke pulled the bed sheets up over his elbows and snuggled his head into his pillow. There was more silence, followed by loud door slamming, cupboards opening, and bags dropped to the floor. Foot steps traveled closer to the east side of the house, closer to the bedroom. Sasuke's lip twitched. The footsteps stopped, and two sets of chakra were felt standing outside of the door to the bedroom, one chakra signature faint, the other strong, warm, and partially irritated.
"Sasuke-kun! Get up, lazy, it's 9 am!" Came a happy, sweet voice from the other side of the bedroom door. A heel clad foot tapped on the floor impatiently. Sasuke's eyelids fluttered once more, and he rolled onto his back, shoving his face into his pillow. He let out a long breath.
"Shh." He muttered loudly into the soft material, knowing it would be muffled, but also knowing that the person outside the door had the keenest shinobi ears only matched by Sasuke's. The foot tapping stopped, and the doorknob turned quickly, light pouring into the dark room as the door swung open. Sasuke buried his head farther into the pillow, trying to ignore the sudden brightness. He frowned.
"Sasuke-kun!" The voice gasped, and footsteps led around to his side of the large bed. Sheets were ripped from over him, small, soft hands grabbing his lean biceps, giving him a shake.
"Wake up, shannaro!" Sasuke growled and refused to move, even when the person holding his arms used monstrously strong strength to roll him over onto his back. He scrunched his eyes closed and ripped his right arm from the grip, throwing it over his eyes to block out the light.
"Are you even listening to me?" The feminine voice sounded more than mildly irritated now, and there was more foot tapping. Before Sasuke could respond sarcastically, a warm weight was on his hips, two thighs beside his waist, securing his position on the bed underneath the body. Small fingers with a ghostly touch ran up his muscled chest, stopping at his collarbones, playing with the skin. His lips twitched into a smirk, arm retreating from over his eyes, which remained closed. His fingers moved across the sheets in a snake-like manner, inching up a pair of naked, smooth legs, and up to a thin waist. He played with the edge of the shirt, and he felt fingers run up his face to caress his cheeks.
"Wake up, Sa-su-ke-kun.." A voice urged lightly, seductively. Hot air blew into the shell of his ear, making him shiver. Finally, his eyes slowly slid open, meeting first a cloud of pink, then emerald orbs. His lips parted, and his hands gripped her hips.
"Sakura, it's too early." He muttered childishly, and pressed her closer to him. Said girl threw her long, pink locks over her shoulder and laughed, hands snaking down to his stomach, and lower. He bit his lip and sighed happily. His head arched backwards into his pillow as fingers explored the crevices of his hips and pelvis, but they stopped as he was getting into it. He frowned and opened his eyes once more, looking at his wife.
"Sasuke-kun! I got the paint this morning while you were being lazy in bed." Sakura leaned down and pressed a large kiss to his lips, slapping away the hand that pressed into the back of her neck to deepen the kiss. She pulled away and ignored Sasuke's groans.
"Come on! I wanna get started right away! Gah I am so glad you finally wanted to know the sex, it made choosing a color easier!" Sasuke's hand snaked up to press into her firm, rounded belly. It was about the size of half a basketball, she still had months to go. He felt a small kick against his fingers and jolted up, ignoring Sakura's yelp of surprise as she moved in his lap. He placed his other hand in the same spot and leaned down to her shirt, pulling up the material.
"Sasuke-kun! What are you-" Her fingers tried to pry the material out of his hands to pull her button up back down, but he had already yanked it up to the swell of her stomach, his lips to her soft skin. Sakura shivered and cupped his head to her belly.
"He kicked." Sasuke murmured into her skin, and felt another jolt against his fingers and lips. He chuckled, and kissed the skin.
"Hello, baby Kenji.." He said gently, and Sakura stroked his hair. After a few moments of sitting in silence, Sakura jumped out of her husband's lap as gracefully as a pregnant woman could, and rubbed her ankle. She then grabbed her husband's hand and yanked him out of bed.
"Let's start painting!" She said happily and threw his shirt and pants at him, before disappearing from the room. Sasuke stretched and stood up slowly, before getting dressed. He headed out to follow her down the hallway, hurrying to her side as he saw her lifting two heavy paint cans. He took one, ignoring her protests and headed into the next room, which was bare. Sakura set down the paint can and looked around, nodding.
"We have enough to cover the walls. I also purchased a small tube of red and white paint, I want to do a little Uchiha fan.. right over where the crib would be.." She held up her hands, as if to mentally take in the location of the crib and how big the fan should be. Sasuke's eyes softened as he watched his wife calculate her work, before bending down and cracking open the paint can. He rolled out the old sheet to cover the floor and reached for a large roller. Sakura took an adjacent one and opened the other paint can, pouring some out into a tray.
"I liked the color, it's like a light navy blue, but it doesn't scream gender stereotypes, hm?" Sasuke chuckled.
They began to paint the same wall closest to the window, and Sakura began to hum to end the silence. She was almost done with the song, when she bit her lip and thought of something to say.
"Ah, so you really want to stick with Kenji?" Sasuke continued painting, but turned to his wife, casting her a small glance. He shrugged.
"It's a very smooth name, and it has a ring to it." He commented, and finished his side to the window in the middle of the wall. Sakura followed suit and stood there, roller in hand, staring at their pristine handiwork. She took a deep breath in.
"I..I sort of liked the name Shishui.." She took in a breath and closed her eyes, waiting for her husband's irritated or hurt answer. His breath hitched, but he remained silent. Sakura cracked open an eye and stared at him. His lips were parted, head looking down at the ground, his bangs covering his eyes. The roller hung limply in his hand.
"I mean", Sakura continued quickly, trying to explain the reason for her bringing up an ancestor of Sasuke's, "the name isn't exactly masculine, or feminine, and it has a nice sound to it, and I would like to honor those who fought for good and not bad in your ancestry, and he was a strong, very loved man-"
"Yes." Sasuke agreed to her comments. Sakura swallowed. She put her brush down and headed over to her husband, putting her hand on his arm gently. He lifted his head and turned to her, and she could see a flicker of tears in the corners of his eyes, though his face was grave. He nodded.
"Shisui Uchiha." He agreed, and Sakura smiled gently. She flung her arms around him, and Sasuke pulled his arms around her, his lips kissing the crown of her head, and then her forehead.
"Alright", Sakura said, as she pulled away from her husband, wiping her tears, "lets finish this room." Sasuke kissed her on the head and nodded.
They finished the walls quite quickly, and Sakura began working on the small Uchiha fan. She gently brushed on the white paint in the shape of the bottom and handle of the fan and then applied the red to round the top of it. When she was done, the fan was beautiful against the navy blue of the wall. Sakura laughed happily and lifted her paint stained hand in victory, still clutching the thin brush. As she did, an arm snaked around her waist, and a hand gripped hers over the paint brush. Lips met her ear.
"You forgot something.." Sasuke whispered airily into her ear, and Sakura shivered. Gently, he led her hand to dip the paintbrush into the white paint, and then pulled it out, facing it towards the wall. Sakura's eyes widened.
"Sasue-kun, what are you doi-"
He cut her off as he quickly, and perfectly, drew a thick lined circle around the Uchiha fan. And then Sakura giggled, realizing that he just placed the Haruno clan symbol around the Uchiha's. She blushed as Sasuke's hand retracted from hers and placed itself on the other side of her waist.
"W-Well.." She started but Sasuke chuckled.
"Even if you are Uchiha Sakura now, it was Haruno Sakura who never let me go from her embrace, and brought me out of the darkness." He said gently, and Sakura's eyes watered. Sasuke's hands snaked around her and cupped her bulging belly, his thumbs stroking the material of her shirt tenderly. Sakura's eyes closed, as did Sasuke's, and they both exhaled silently. Sakura coughed.
"A-Ah, Sasuke-kun?"
"Hn?"
"Can..Can we finish this moment in another room? The smell of fresh paint is making me dizzy."
A/N: Day Two: Late coming soon!