I cannot get enough of Sarada or the thought of Sasuke being a father. I just cannot.

Enjoy!

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Big, curious eyes met similar, tired eyes for a long time in silence. She flashed him a big smile exposing her two small teeth and then reached her arms out for him to pick her up. He continued to stare at the small child, chuckling a bit at the bright pink hair bow her Mama had clipped on to her dark hair. Little Sarada started babbling random sounds and waving her arms demanding she be picked up which again, got a chuckle out of her Papa.

"You're just as impatient as your mother is, Sarada" He said to the small child as he picked her up. She giggled as she yanked on his shirt and then found a chunk of his hair to pull on.

He didn't spend as much time as he'd like to with her so every chance he got he tried to make it as memorable as possible.

After a minute of giggles and hair pulling, Sasuke held his daughter out in front of him and analyzed her.

Almost every time people saw little Sarada they'd say "She looks just like her father!" but said father didn't agree. When he saw her thick, long eyelashes his mind instantly pictured his wife's exact ones. Same silky hair and contagious smile. She even had the same adorable forehead which was great for kisses.

He brought the child back into his chest and placed a kiss on the top of her head. She even smelled like her mother.

Sarada starting babbling again, searching for that chunk of hair she had gotten her hands on before. Again, Sasuke chuckled; his low sound filled the room and it made Sakura appear with a warm smile on her face.

"Are you two having fun without me?" She asked as she walked over towards them. Sarada instantly started to stretch her arms out towards her mother who happily grabbed her and started bouncing her up and down.

Sasuke kept a barely there smile on his face as he watched the two most important beings in his life giggle together in complete happiness. He noted that Sarada had also gotten Sakura's cute little nose and small, pink lips.

He watched as Sarada played with her mother's necklace which happened to be a small Uchiha symbol Sasuke had given to her for their one year anniversary. Then he looked up to see his wife smiling at him, an arm motioning for him to join them.

He did as asked and wrapped his real arm around the small of her back and the other lightly on Sarada's head, making sure not to move her precious pink bow.

His eyes widened when the small child looked up at him and happily squealed "Pa!"