EDIT: Hello to anybody who just started reading this. ;) This is a (sort-of) love triangle among Sasuke, Naruto and Sakura. You'll just have to read it, for you guys to know what i mean. Enjoy and have fun reading. Reviews would be appreciated, thank you very much.

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Three hours of sleep again.

How long am I going to carry this burden of getting only three hours of sleep a day? It's becoming a habit—A sick, dreadful habit of mine that I just can't seem to break loose.

Here is Uzumaki Naruto on my left side of the bed, sleeping soundly with that adorable baby face of his. How in the world can he sleep like that? To think he's even busier than I am—considering he's the almighty Hokage of Konoha. Ever since I became the head of the Konoha Medical Institute, I've been hell busier than ever. There are so many paperworks, emergencies and operations to handle. Not to mention the never ending pressure I get from the patients. God, why did I even choose to become a medical ninja?

My alarm clock says, 6:00 am. Yes, I slept at 3 am, figuring out what to do with the paperworks that have stashed in my office weeks ago. I never realized how boring this job would be. I sighed heavily as I ruffled the scruffy, blonde hair of my loving husband. Well, at least I'm married to this idiot. I giggled softly, careful not to wake Naruto up. He's been very supportive ever since.

I planted a kiss on his slightly sweaty forehead and smiled to myself as soon I saw his Prussian blue eyes open. "Good morning, baby…" He greeted happily in his gentle, groggy voice as he went back to sleep. Must have been tough on him having so much reports and missions going on. So much for complaining. Good to know I'm not the only one suffering.

I shoved the blanket off my bare, naked self and strutted quickly to the bathroom for a quick shower. It's a little bit embarrassing that I have to share a bed with Naruto naked. I mean, I know it's normal for married couples but I swear, seven years ago, when I was still an innocent seventeen year old girl, I couldn't even imagine myself kissing and getting into a relationship with that idiot. Now here I am, happily married to Naruto. He's been an amazing husband ever since our grand wedding two years ago.

After taking a shower, I immediately went to my closet, in my towel of course and prepared all my clothes. I was shocked to find my work clothes gone. Where the hell is it? And to think my extra ones are in the laundry. Shit. That was the only one I have right now… I thought angrily.

"Sakura, I've already prepared all your clothes for you."

"Baby, didn't I tell you that I'll—" I stopped midway only to see Uchiha Sasuke standing by the door, holding my folded clothes on his hands. "Oh, it's you, Sasuke. I thought you were Naruto." I said in a silent tone, different from what I usually use when I talk to Naruto.

"Anyway, here are your clothes." He said quietly as he handed me my clothes.

"Thanks." I mumbled as I gently took my clothes from his hand—which accidentally caused me to touch his finger. I quickly jerked my hands off his. This is too awkward.

"Well then, I'll be leaving now."

"Wait, Sasuke." I said instinctively, my voice pleading. Stupid me. Why did I say that? Oh God. I should've let him leave. Stupid. Stupid. Stupi—

"What is it, Sakura?" He turned around and it shocked me to see him vaguely smiling at me. "Oh and your towel's slipping off you…" he muttered shyly as he looked away. I realized that my towel's almost falling off, almost revealing my bare breast. I quickly wrapped it in a tight squeeze and blushed madly at the thought of Sasuke seeing my boobs.

"I really didn't mean to, okay, I just—" Sasuke said with his face looking away and words stuttering a bit. How cute, he's stuttering. Sakura thought as she let out a slow smile.

"It's okay." Sakura smiled as she walked closer towards Sasuke. "But… you really shouldn't get out of your way to even serve me. It's Naruto you should give your service to, not me."

"But you're his wife. The Hokage's wife." Did I just hear him sneer? Okay maybe it's just me.

"Yeah, but… Well, I don't want to keep troubling you like this." I said, worried that he might take it the wrong way. It's been a week since he's been popping unexpectedly in our house like this, handing out his service. "I just… don't want to treat you like this, Sasuke. You know, like master-servant. It's really freaking me out. You're my friend. That's why I want to treat you as one, not like this."

He was quiet for a moment. His eyes still have that quiet, cold expression he used to have. I can't believe I just saw him stuttering a little while ago.

Okay, he's being way too quiet.

"Look, Sasuke, I hope you understand. Ever since you've become Naruto's right hand and all, you've been really supportive and hardworking that I don't want you to trouble yourself too much by serving me and…" Oh shit. Now I'm stuttering.

He gently placed his finger on my lips and smiled obliquely. He probably wanted me to shut up. I thought absurdly still bewitched by that smile of his. "I get it, Sakura. Don't worry; I won't come here any longer." That's when he walked away towards that door. I wonder how he felt when he caressed my lips like that. I wonder…

"Baby, why are you touching your lips like that? It's too sexy."

I turned around to see Naruto in his boxers, yawning and beaming cheerfully at me. "Once again, good morning." He slowly kissed my lips and I was shocked to feel his tongue inside my mouth. We kissed for a while, touching, panting, moaning. After realizing how long the kiss went, Naruto broke it and whispered gently in my mouth, "That's what you get for lasciviously touching your lips like that." Then he walked away, towards the shower. I had to admit I was a bit embarrassed that Naruto saw me doing that to my lips, especially after Sasuke touched it.

"Oh by the way, Was someone here? I heard you talking to someone." He asked before going inside the bathroom, his amazingly built abs showing, with a towel hanging on his shoulders.

It took me a moment to answer that Naruto had to ask, "Well?" I looked at him straight in the eyes, hesitating for a while but managed to say, "Sasuke."

"Oh…" Was all Naruto could say. He motioned hurriedly inside the bathroom and shut the door tight—without even meeting my eyes. And the look on his face when he went in there, God, you cannot imagine the regret I'm feeling when I told him about Sasuke's arrival a couple of minutes ago.