The Hawk And The Rabbit: Stay
Okay, he'd admit that he couldn't help himself. How many women was he going to find with naturally pink hair? So, since they were in a relationship it was his. He had been playing with the short pink locks for a little over an hour now (his clock said 7:30), having woken up two hours earlier. He couldn't control when he woke up anymore, not it was his internal alarm forcing him to get up. Of course normally he would have been out the door by now, down at the station, but something had told him to sleep in that day and spend the day with her.
Sasuke knew that Sakura would appreciate him staying home, as he never really got a day off what with being the New York City's police commander. "Sasuke," She then mumbled not bother to move and enjoy his touch. He gave the tiniest of smiles as he stopped only to have herself push against him.
"Why'd you stop?" She whined softly. His eyes sparking with mirth at teasing her a little, the dark-haired man continued to run his fingers through her hair. "Can I ask why you love to play with my hair so much, Sasuke?" She asked, her eyes focusing on the wall across from the bed, her knees curly backwards in the bed.
"I never got to play with it when it was long, so I'm making up for long time…" He felt her cringe against him at the memory. Being the head of the police the department, he made a lot of enemies. And, of course, those people who have a grudge against them always go for the ones closer to them. One of the most deadly convicts he and Naruto had put away had somehow escaped. And this bastard had the nerve to go after Sakura—though had he gone after Hinata, the guy would be dead right now and not rotting in a cell, so the crook had actually made a smart choice.
He had Sakura by her hair, which had been elbow length at the time, a gun at the woman's head. Thank god she was a trained nurse. Using the scalpel she always carried, she somehow cut hard enough through her hair. Falling forward on the ground, Sakura rolled out of the way so that way Sasuke could get in a clean shot and disarm her kidnapper.
The two laid in a serene silence for a couple minutes… until the ring of a cell phone broke the spell. Sasuke reached over to his night stand out of reflex, but stopped when he felt something tug on his opposite hand. He looked over to Sakura, her jade eyes pleading him not to pick it up. "Please," She started, "Let Naruto handle it."
Sasuke hesitated in that moment, something the Uchiha had never done once (then again repression was a funny thing….). He sighed, knowing the choice was a hard one. He had promised himself not to preoccupy himself with work, and he knew that on any other day Naruto would have been more than happy to be chief for a day. And yet there was that little thing that his blond brother had told him the other day. "Sakura, Naruto can't take my place, at least not for today." Their fingers intertwined for no real apparent reason, as Sakura sat herself up.
She kept looking at him, but he refused to meet her eyes. He never refused to look her in the eye. If it was one thing she knew about the boy, he never backed down from a challenge. Sasuke would always look into her eyes till she eventually dropped whatever they were arguing about. But now she was curious and once she was, there was nothing stopping her. "Why not?"
"I can't exactly tell you." He finally gazed at her, lifting her right hand that was locked with his right. Sakura's brow rose, her eyes moving along her hand until she found the silver band on her finger. Oh? Oh. Oh! Sasuke had to let go of her hand to cover his ears as she suddenly squealed, jumping on the bed like a ten year-old she was just told she was going to Disney World.
"Sakura," He said calmly, as she rapidly started talking too fast his eyes to attempt to read. 'Why do all women do this?' "SAKURA!" At the sound of his voice raising the pinkette stopped in the middle of squeezing a pillow. With her motions halted, he released his hands from his ears. "You can't tell anybody about this, alright? It's supposed to be a secret, one that he himself wants to reveal."
"But Sasuke he proposed on Valentine's Day! That's so romantic and Hinata will—I'm going to have to revive her again, aren't I?" As if on cue the phone rang. This time Sasuke did check it, giving a sigh not too long afterwards. Sakura gave him and uneasy smile, pulling on the jeans that lay across the lounge chair near her side of the bed. "Pick it up and tell that idiot I'll be right over. Also not to panic, I don't want you to have to arrest him like last time." He rolled his eyes, flipping the phone open as she walked out the door.
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