Many thanks; I'm thrilled you have clicked upon my first fanfiction.
Sasuke and Sakura are not the children of my imagination. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
GoodNight
Her warmth faded as she threw back the cover, jolting our bed, and ran down the hall to the restroom .You could hear her feet pounding against the hardwood floor, meaning only one thing, the morning sickness was back.
Groaning, I swung myself out of the covers, and onto the cold floor, hurrying to Sakura.
Knocking lightly before entering, I found Sakura kneeling at the toilet shivering.
She was still queasy by the color of her face. She raised her eyes and caught my gaze before becoming sick again.
Grabbing a hair tie, I collected her pink hair from her sweating face and tied a ponytail. Rising from the tile floor, I got a cup from the cupboards and filled it the water from the faucet.
As I rub her back I whispered "It's okay, let it all out." Turning she looked at me with her emerald eyes.
"I know." I said, cutting her off before she spoke. Giving me a smile, she knew I accepted her gratitude.
Spinning once more to ease her stomach, I reached for the cup on the counter.
Finished, Sakura held out her hand. Giving her the water, she rinsed out her mouth and threw the cup in the sink, when she was done.
"You okay ?" , I questioned
" Yeah." , She nodded weakly.
Sliding my arms under her knees and the other around her back, we got off the floor and started walking back to our room.
Tucking Sakura under the covers I went around and slipped under the blankets.
Sakura snuggled closer and rested her head on my bare chest.
"Goodnight Sasuke ." , she whispered drifting off to sleep. Smiling down at her, I placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Goodnight Sakura" I breathed in her ear before wrapping my arm around her stomach. About to close my eyes, Sakura abdomen gave a nudge.
"Sasuke I think your forgetting someone." she chuckled.
Picking up my head I smirked" Goodnight ."and leaned down to kiss her swollen belly.