She giggled to herself, at the state she had woke up in.

The bed covers were making those rough noises of fresh sheets with every move she made. She had tried her best to jerk the curtains shut but in her previous state had been unsuccessful. Sasuke had grabbed her this way and that, pulling her body towards him, trying to push her onto the bed. He had been forcing and clawing his way through the material of her clothes. His face lost in the crooks of her neck, his teeth digging into her skin, leaving imprints of him through her neck and chest. His hands trying to find their way through her soft hair.

She had weakly made attempts to resist him. Pushing his hands away from her. Turning her head away every time his lips landed on her. Grabbing on to passing object to avoid being tossed onto the freshly pressed hotel sheets. She wasn't truly trying to get away from him, it just seemed to be.. good foreplay.

She wasn't even sure of the exact events of the day but after their lunch together, he had taken her out to the beach and somehow they had ended up at one of his hotels, The Cherry Palace.

It wasn't that big of a place, and it only held 50 rooms in total. The size and shape was more like a really large house but there were many luxuries inside. There was only one throughout the Uchiha Enterprise and Sasuke's mother had personally took care of it's beautiful designs.

Years ago, this place had been part of her wedding gift. A show to the public of her welcoming into the family. Not to mention, it was a great way of starting another business. It's proximity to the beach and the unavailability challenge attracted many rich tourists/customers. Also, many rumours had started to fly of how the place had been built personally by Uchiha Sasuke to show his love for his new wife. That brought the attention of all the romance-lovers. All in all, it was a beautiful place.

And obviously, they had reserved the presidential suite for themselves.

When checking in, Sasuke had privately asked them to either leave out the names or simply change the names to avoid letting anyone find out who had been there. If Grandma found out about their little get away, they would be put through series of shame and lectures. Well, Sakura definitely would. Although she could see Grandma had finally accepted her, Sakura was still her favourite prey. Even after all these years, she was still the newest member of the family.

No one else had come after her. Sasuke was the youngest of the main branch.

Lost in her thoughts, she had almost jumped at the sound of his voice.

"What time is it?" his voice sounded quite awake, not a hint of a exhaustion, or sleep.

She made no attempts to check the clock on the bedside table. In the past hour, she had completely forgotten her surroundings. She had lived the moments feeling like a 17 year old who had finally gotten the attention of her long-time crush. Which, to be fair, wasn't far from the truth.

"It's probably around 7."

They had arrived there at 5:45. She knew that because she had been admiring the huge digital clock behind the front desk. It was laid out on a large square black marble and the clock was printed in light. Light... as in it wasn't solid. It was just.. there. Little things like that still fascinated her.

Sasuke brought his hands up from the sheets and wrapped them under his head as support. He lightly yawned.

"What now?"

Sakura smiled at him slyly. If he could see what she had in her mind...

"What about a movie? We could spend the night here." He looked at the shelf beside the TV. It held all the entertainment from books to movies to video games.

Lady Uchiha had once told her about Sasuke's addition with video games as a child. The boys used to take trips to their summer houses claiming they were on their way to find nature and they would end up playing video games the entire time.

The usual boys, as she knew, consisted of Sasuke, Neji, Shikamaru, and Naruto. They had apparently been classmates since they were in kindergarten. In 10 years together, she had gotten to know all of them, even other of his friends, except Naruto who had left when he had been 20 after his mother's death. At that point, she wasn't close enough with Sasuke to be meeting his friends. She had seen the blonde man quite a lot though, he reminded of her of her own blonde loud mouth.

He had gone to look at some of the DVD covers after putting on his boxers.

"I havn't watched anything in a long while." He shifted through the stacks. "What about his one? It's about a shinobi who goes to avenge his family murdered by his own brother."

His mother had also mentioned their passion about ninjas. She had already seen all the comics and mangas in his old bedroom. It looked like it hadn't been touched since he was 13 years or so. It was the room they had refashioned after Daisuke had appeared.

She went beside him with only the sheets to cover herself.

"What about this one? It's about a girl who strives to make herself stronger after the love of her life leaves for the darker evil."

In the end, they had decided to go with some old episodes of friends. Who didn't love friends? It was a classic sitcom.

She looked over at Sasuke as they sat together, side by side.

His cheeks were in their chubby, fat and rosy stage. His hair was limp from the water and the bubbles covered everything around him neck down. His eyes were big and curious, probably about the camera since one chubby hand was reaching for it. The best part was his baby smile which only showed the two bottom teeth. He had only begun to teeth.

Sakura looked at the older lady seated in front of her. Although it was nice getting to know part of the family before the wedding, at times she just wished to be left alone. They called her over a little too often.

"That's the man you're going to marry." Grandma had said that line at least ten times over the past hour. Apparantly, she had found that funny.

They were going over some of the old family photo album, the ones overflowing with little Sasuke's pictures. Lady Uchiha had insisted that she get to know her future other half better. At her words, Sakura had assumed she would be spending the day with him, finally getting to know each other. After the last impression she had left at the dinner party, she was persistent to impress him.

The day however, was not as expected. It was spent with Grandma and Lady Uchiha as usual. At first she had been glad to see the Hyuga heiress as well, excited about meeting someone her own age but then she remembered, Hinata sucked at conversations.

And as usual, they were spending the day in the goddamn tea house in the goddamn rose garden with the goddamn tea. They own a freaking mansion, was it so hard to pick another place for once!?

"I made sure to catch all the moments. As many as I could. Before I knew it, my boys were already so tall.. *sign* I miss the old days." Lady Mikoto looked down at her cup with a small smile on her face. "I suppose in time I'll be adding a new album to the shelf. I hope you'll help me with it, Sakura-chan."

Sakura flipped to the next page.

"Hai."

In the next one, there was Sasuke-kun as a toddler. Even as a child, his clothes looked very.. elegant. His sat on a floor, a stuffed snake and toad in his hands. But unlike the other pictures, he had someone sit next to him. The other child was a blonde, his clothes were a lot messier. It could've been drool, you couldn't tell if there wasn't a bowl of what looked like noodles on his side. His chubby little fingers were holding onto the edge of the thing with a grumpy expression on his face. Underneath the picture was a little caption ' Baby Sasuke and Baby Naruto/ Living room '

This is what she had been invited over for. To sit there talking about all of Sasuke's cute stories and memories. Not once had they asked about her, she grimaced.

"I hear you're studies are going well?" She heard the Lady ask. She put aside the rest of the albums into neat stacks.

"Ah. Yes. This year is my last year. I'm planning to.. well.. ano" she looked at the lady's face, "I was planning to go into medicine." She had been wanting to bring up the topic for a bit but she wasn't sure how they would react.

"Wha!(wow) Our Sakura-chan is that smart!" She felt Hinata's eyes upon her.

"T-that's really a-ambitious, Sakura-san." Hinata gave her a small smile. "I hope your dreams come true."

Lady Uchiha had accepted and Hinata was on her side.. but Grandma? What if she asks her to stay home and be the housewife? Ugh.

Grandma hadn't reacted to her statement, she had continued to sip her tea as if she never heard the girl.

"If you'd like.. I can recommend you to a friend. She's quite known in that department I hear. It's been a while since I spoke to her as well.. Hmm... maybe we need to send out another wedding invitation."

At that moment, Sakura wanted to jump onto Grannie and give her a big ol' hug. But gosh, that woman scared the crap outta her.

.

.

That's how she had gotten to know him at first. He, himself, had never been there. It was always his family coming around to give hints of this and that. She realized how far their relationship had come. It wasn't fully at the normal level but.. it was better than expected.

All those years of anniversaries and birthdays and celebration..

Sasuke shut the TV off after what must've been their 5th or 6th episode.

Ahh.. finally it feels like she could actually celebrate..

He shut off the lamp beside him.

She could enjoy it truly..

He laid his head down to sleep.

Her birthday..

"HOLY SHIT ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!"

that took place that night.