A/N: Another small one-shot from after SYWBL.

Enjoy!

"SYWBL: House Party?"

"So where's the boy-toy, Sa-ku-ra?" Reno asked, his sly grin and teasing words one of the many ways he had been annoying her all day.

"Day Mission," she said curtly.

She moved to grab the next box, hopefully the last one in her apartment, and he swooped down beside her, grabbing in before her hands could even touch the cardboard.

"I got it, k?"

She nodded, unwilling to fight over it. She was tired, anyway.

Looking around, she almost felt sick. This had been her apartment for years, ever since her mother's death. Now, she was leaving and it felt too weird to see it hollow, only outlines of pictures left on the walls and imprints on the carpet.

She had originally asked Reno if he wanted the apartment, but he said no. He had his own, in the same building, and he seemed to prefer it. It was up to him either way, and she didn't push the issue.

Most likely, knowing Reno, he knew exactly why she wanted him to keep this particular apartment. He was forcing her to cut the umbilical cord quickly.

Jerk.

"Ya know, he should be helpin'," he said, juggling the box and the keys in his hands as he moved toward the door.

"Well," she said, grabbing the keys from him, "he has to work too. He can't just quit doing missions because I'm setting up house."

He sent her a sly grin after she spoke, and she wondered what she had said.

"Besides, I was doing missions while he was moving. Life goes on, ne?"

He just nodded.

They had soon exited the apartment and locked it up tight, a few boxes in each of their arms now, and headed toward the Uchiha residence they had recently gotten up and running. It looked like new—it was new, really. Little of the house was actually left over from the original.

As they passed people on the street both would nod and greet their friends, some the same and some different. Reno was in an interesting place in the village—not ninja and not civilian—so his group seemed to be very odd.

He had eventually taken a job down in the entertainment district of Konoha, once again working at a bar, but she knew he had been hanging around some of the ANBU way too much for it to be casual.

She eventually decided that, as always with Reno, she just didn't want to know.

It took them a good twenty minutes to walk to the house, but Reno could teleport and he couldn't run as fast as she could, especially holding all of these boxes.

Besides, it was a pretty day. Too pretty not to enjoy it.

"When are you guys finally done w'the place, eh?"

She looked around, and calculated a time frame in her head, taking into account everything they wanted to complete in the actual Uchiha District that would continue in Sasuke's family.

"Maybe a few more months? We have no say in the development of the city land, really, although they can only use it for certain things. But this area—Sasuke's land—just a few more."

He nodded, glancing around.

"It's nice, though. Kids'll love it, ya know," he said, winking at her.

She blushed, although she refused to let him think he had flustered her.

"You planning a family, Reno?"

He laughed, loudly.

"'Course not, Sakura! But I think you'll be soon."

She sent him a glare, which he just laughed at.

They soon arrived at the end of the new district, the back quarter of which was now taken up by Sasuke's new version of the Uchiha main house.

Reno goggled openly.

He's never been here before, she reminded herself.

"Damn," he whistled. "You cleaned up."

She moved to slap him until she realized she would drop the boxes and just settled for glaring.

"Shut up."

They made it into the house and set the boxes in the living room, which had become the unofficial storage space as they continued to move things in and out of the house at random.

Then, they flopped down onto Sasuke's horrible blue couch.

Reno fidgeted for a few minutes, eventually giving up and heaving a great sigh.

"The couch sucks."

She let her arm fall over her face, hiding her eyes.

"I know. But I've lost the argument so far."

He nodded, his head still swiveling to take in everything around him, even while he was relaxing.

"You know…"

"What?"

"There's a lot o' space in this sucker."

She moved her arm, barely lifting her head from the couch and gave him a look. It very clearly meant he should finish the thought before she beat it out of him.

"Party? Housewarming?"

She snorted.

"Why not?"

"Have you met Sasuke? Party, in Uchiha-ese, is synonymous with pain, anxiety, hatred, and loathing. They are not…social creatures. Sasuke takes that to new heights."

"Make 'im. Use your," he waggled his eyebrows, "feminine wiles."

She laughed, and slapped him on the arm.

"Shut up."

"C'mon," he said, like a dog with a bone once he had the idea. "It'll be fuuuun…"

"Screw you, Reno."

He sat up on the couch, crawling towards her slowly.

"You know you want to. Ain't been to a decent party since I got here."

"No, baka."

He crept closer, and she shifted further down the couch.

"C'mon," he whined.

"No, ahou!"

He finally made it right next to her, and in an instant, he had jumped. He grabbed her securely and shook her around in a great bear hug.

"Aw, Sakura, why not?" he whined, sounding impressively similar to a toddler.

"No!" she said, her arms coming up to try and loosen his grip. "And let me go!"

"But please? Please, please, pleasepleaseplease—"

"No!" she yelled, smacking at him ineffectually.

"Did I miss something?" a very dark, very irritated voice said from the doorway.

They both stopped, freezing, and turned toward the new person in the room.

"Sasuke!" she cried, breaking Reno's hold

Reno landed heavily against the couch, scowling.

"I just want a lil'—"

"No!" she said turning toward him again.

"What's going on here?"

Sasuke's voice was rough, and she could tell he was obviously upset about something. Any minute now, his eyes were going to turn red.

She turned toward him, only a foot or so in front of him.

"He wants a housewarming party. I said no."

"You ruin my fun!" Reno said dramatically, flailing about before flopping down onto the couch.

"I agree. No party."

He looked down at her and she saw the skin around his eyes crinkle. A smile in Sasuke-ese while other people were present.

The little feeling of joy bubbling up inside her was wrong, she knew, but she couldn't help it. Sasuke had been jealous. It was rare, and she was going to bask in the knowledge.

"Are those the last ones?" he asked, gesturing to the boxes they had left in the middle of the floor.

"Yep. I'm all moved out."

He gave her a smirk that made her knees weak.

"Good."

A/N: Short and sweet. Baka: stupid, idiot; Ahou: fool. Just in case.