a/n: i just really wanted to write something. sorry if it seems similar/cliche. or if you don't like sakusaske. Timeframe set after sasuke came home and right in the beginning of the relationship
"rain"
Medics in the shinobi world did not just "take breaks" from their jobs. Unless, of course, they had a silent and brooding Uchiha boyfriend that got just a little too overprotective the last time their partner tried to stumble home in a tired daze and ended up passed out on a hill halfway home. Then, some superiors in the hospital might just be a little, *ahem* "convinced," that one of their medics could use an early release on a Friday and a weekend off.
So, that was how one Sakura Haruno ended up locking up her office on a Friday afternoon with a very dark and handsome figure shadowing her.
"You know, Sasuke, I can handle locking up my office," Sakura said, huffing with a small breath of annoyance.
"Yes," Sasuke muttered, reaching out to help her take off the white doctors coat, "That's not what I'm worried about."
"What," she joked, "You were worried that the local interns here weren't terrified enough?" She motioned towards the workers behind the desks that seemed to shrink back in the Uchiha's somber presence.
"Hn." he snorted, obviously not very amused at this, in his opinion, quite dire circumstance.
You see, Uchiha Sasuke is actually a very big softie at heart. Where his dark aura may terrify hundreds on a battlefield, he actually is a very caring man. A lot of things have gone wrong in his life, so he turned out to be a very analytical guy. Every object in the village seems to be analyzed if it poses a potential threat to Sakura, and if deemed a threat, it is eliminated. Like how her too-hot tea was poured down the drain on Monday morning (and then re-made), a blanket was added to her sleeping form on Wednesday night; and, the most offensive crime this week, how his Thursday night was spent scouring Konohagakure for her exhausted form that couldn't quite make it home after a long day of work.
The two walked down the hospital halls, Sakura whistling and waving goodbye to people for the weekend as Sasuke walked behind her. They were quite an odd couple in the village, but they suited each other well. When one was sad, the other brought light. When one was too careless, the other picked up the slack. No villager could doubt the dynamic of the two.
Sasuke was walking Sakura home, and she was cheerily telling him all about her day and the people she encountered. Two minutes into this journey, the darkened clouds started to pour rain down upon the two.
It wasn't just a few droplets here or there, it was sheets of water streaming through the streets. Sasuke's obsidian eyes narrowed, as the offensive nature interrupted Sakura's story and his peaceful journey. The water could give the two of them a cold.
"You up for running back to my place?"He asked Sakura. "It's closer, and this rain doesn't look like it's about to stop soon."
Sakura's green eyes twinkled mischievously. She went on his tiptoes, and her warm breath tickled Sasuke's ear. "Race you there." She whispered, before bolting down the street.
Sasuke stood surprised for one second, before what she said hit him. "Shit!" He swore under his breath, taking off after her in a race for his pride.
By the time the two of them reached Sasuke's apartment, both of them were soaking wet and laughing. The race home had been unfair; involving pulling, name-calling, and being dragged down onto the ground and into the puddles.
"So much for running to save ourselves from getting wet." Sakura laughed, wringing her hair out in his foyer.
She turned to face him, then erupted into a new fit of giggles at the sight of the Uchiha's luscious and fluffy hair wet down to his face. "Here," she chuckled, stepping close to him to run her fingers through his hair to dry it off. "You goof." She teased.
Sasuke scoffed, but smiled at her proximity and happiness. He wrapped his arms around her, hugging her lithe frame. Sakura had a knack for making any moment special, and he would have been content to stay there for hours, hugging her as her fingers ran across his scalp. He might've, too, if he hadn't noticed the small shivers running across her frame.
Sasuke pulled back, frowning. "Let's get you into some dry clothes." He suggested.
"It's alright," she shivered, "I don't have anything here."
Sasuke rolled his eyes. Sakura was a silly girl if she thought that he would let her freeze because of that. "I have plenty of clothes." He muttered, and gave her a pointed look to follow him as he started to head upstairs.
He lead her into his room, and showed her the closet so that she could pick out whatever she wanted to wear. "I'll be right in the hall," he said, stepping out to give her space and grabbing his own set of dry clothes.
Five minutes later Sakura emerged, wearing one of his shirts with his family crest on the back. It dwarfed her frame, reaching a dress length.
"How do I look?" Sakura asked, giving a mock-twirl.
"Hn." He mumbled, looking away. If Uchiha's weren't such cool cucumbers, he would've been blushing. Sasuke didn't say it to her, but he felt a swell of happiness seeing her in Uchiha colors. And she looked damn good in that t-shirt, with her creamy white thighs peeking out and the over-sized shirt lending a comfy look to her aesthetic.
He grabbed her hand, leading her back down the stairs to the living room with blankets in hand. They hesitated by the couch, the awkward pause of considering potential seating arrangement options during a new relationship hanging in the air.
"Oh, come on," Sakura said, grabbing his hand and pushing him down on the couch. "I for one, am cold."
She plopped down, cuddling against his side. "Is this okay?" She asked, searching his face for discomfort.
He paused for a moment, before wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling them both so they could lay down on the couch and she was in front of him. "Better?" He asked.
"Better." She affirmed, nuzzling her head into his arm.
To an outsider, the situation might have looked pretty boring. It was just a couple cuddling and watching TV while a thunderstorm raged on outside.
However to the two of them, this little moment was everything. They were so fully comfortable with each other that the silence was peaceful, and the later the night drew, the more entangled their limbs became. For those hours, the world was simply Sakura and Sasuke; warmth from each others bodies, small readjustments, and the feeling of the others breathing and heartbeat. Each breath was enough; enough to show that they were alive and well and happy together, even after everything that has happened in their life.
It was the best night of sleep Sasuke had received since before his parents had died.
an: I originally had this under a different story, but different ships for different folks. So I'll try to separate my Naruto ships now so nobody has to see something they don't want to! Hahahaha i'm Naruto trash :) Might be updated with more sasusaku oneshots later!