Classified
She lay on her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she watched him gathering his things. She'd have to get used to being in this bed on her own for a while. Again.
"Where are you going?" she asked, knowing the answer before he even opened his mouth.
"It's classified," he answered automatically, without even looking up. He tested the edge of the kunai against his thumb. Satisfied, he secured it to his belt.
The pinkette contemplated for a moment before trying again. "So… what's the mission?"
"That's classified," he replied again, turning when he heard her head thump down on the pillow. She was pouting sulkily.
She wouldn't deny that she was exasperated. He never told her anything about his missions and it frustrated her to no end!
"Sakura," he called softly.
She was aware that his eyes were on her without looking at him but, although she couldn't face that smirk, she turned at the sound of his voice.
He wasn't smirking as she had expected. Instead, he looked troubled. "If I could tell you-," he began, and that was enough.
She pushed herself upright and smiled. "I know, Sasuke!" She picked up his ANBU mask from the nightstand and held it towards him. He approached, leaning down to kiss her and taking the mask from her hand.
"So, what will you be doing while I'm away?" he asked, raising the mask to his face.
Sakura smirked as she answered, "Sorry, that's classified!"
Author's Note: Oh my goodness, it has been ages since I last updated. I can only apologise and hope that this bit of fluff makes up for it!