Marry me…!
...
Summary:When Sakura's ideal couple, Naruto and Hinata, have a baby she can't wait to see them…When Naruto drops his new born in Sasuke's arms and Sakura is the only one who can make the baby stop crying, the weirdest thing happens "…Marry me!"
Rating: T for the use of Teme/Bastard and suggestive themes.
...
"It's the perfect solution. We argue all the time. We can't stand each other. It's like we're already married."
...
Chapter 14 – We should spend more time together
...
The drive was silent for a while, it was nice. "You hugged my mother back, huh? I'm surprised." I broke the silence easily. Sasuke glanced at me as he drove, before looking back at the road in front of him.
"She reminded me of my mother, so it didn't bother me." he replied honestly.
"I see." Was all I could think to say.
"So do you plan on telling me how you know Karin?" he finally asked, I knew the question would be coming.
I sighed as I easily pulled my fingers through my pink tresses. "Karin was one of the girls who bullied be in high school." I told him.
My mind went to that moment in time and I grit my teeth as I thought of her face. "About your forehead, right?" he asked.
My hands unconsciously went to cover my forehead after Sasuke mention it. My gaze turned to Sasuke. "Do you think I have a huge forehead?" I asked him self-consciously as I pulled my hands from my face and placed them in my lap.
A small smirk made itself known on Sasuke lips. "Hn." My eye twitched. I clenched my hands into fists, a glare present on my face as I stared at Sasuke.
"Don't you dare 'hn' me Uchiha!" I exclaimed angrily. I knew he was doing it on purpose to rile me up, but I couldn't help but get angry at him, I still felt insecure sometimes about how I looked.
The car came to a halt in the driveway and Sasuke climbed out without even saying a word. "Hey!" I yelled at him in protest as I climbed out of his car and ran after him. "Don't ignore me!"
He glanced at me behind his shoulder with the same smirk still on his face. He walked into the house and left the door open for me. I nearly ran into the house and slammed the door a bit too loudly, but Sasuke seemed unaffected.
He started disappearing up the stairs and I easily followed, running after him. "I said, don't ignore-" My voice was sentence was cut short with an involuntary yelp as my foot slipped. I closed my eyes and impulsively threw my hands out to grab onto something to keep myself from falling.
I gasped lightly in surprised as I felt a strong arm around my waist. My eyes snapped open and stared directly into Sasuke's eyes. I noticed my hands were fisted in his shirt, but didn't dare move. "You should be more careful." He told me as he helped me stand upright and stable once again.
"Maybe if you didn't ignore me when I was talking to you then this wouldn't have happened." I accused. I realised that even though I would be fine to stand on my own, Sasuke still held his arms securely around my waist and my hands were still fisted in his shirt.
I slowly let go of him, hoping he didn't notice that I was still holding onto him. "You don't have a big forehead." I replied and swiftly pulled himself forward and planted a lingering kiss on my forehead. My heart started beating faster and my cheeks turned crimson at the affectionate contact.
Sasuke smirked as he pulled back to see me flustered. His arm pulled away from me and he sauntered back up the stairs. "I-I'm making dinner!" I called to him. I bit my tongue for stuttering.
I walked back down the stairs and into the kitchen to start working on dinner. "Was he affectionate for real or did he just kiss my forehead to get me all flustered?" I thought, questioning Sasuke's actions.
I sighed heavily and decided that I didn't know If Sasuke was being genuine or not. I finished with our dinner just as Sasuke came back downstairs wearing nothing but his boxer shorts. His hair was wet and I decided that he must have taken a shower.
I handed him his bowl of miso ramen and headed to the living room. "Where are you going?" he suddenly asked.
"I'm gonna eat in the living room." I replied easily.
"Any reason?"
"Because Mr-I'm-not-the-affection-type is getting on my nerves."
I walked off to the living room only to have Sasuke follow me. We sat and ate in silence for a few minutes. "It's bothering you that I'm not genuinely affectionate towards you, doesn't it?" he asked, breaking the silence.
"As a matter of fact, it does." I told him, being completely honest.
"Because you get all flustered and hate the fact that I'm merely just toying with your emotions." He added.
I glared at Sasuke before returning to my dinner, hoping he'd drop the subject. "You want me to be genuinely affectionate towards you, because you like it."
"Keep dreaming." I told him curtly.
"There is no way in hell that I like his affections!" I thought angrily.
"If it really bothers you then why don't you teach me to be affectionate, Sakura." He smirked and I swear that he was simply toying with me again. "I'm sure you'll start by saying something like 'Kiss me passionately and hug me tightly', right?"
"There's not a snowball's chance in hell I'd tell you that!" I exclaimed loudly. My face slightly red from my anger. "I'm not going to tell you to kiss me, that's just out of the question."
"And you keep saying that I'm not affectionate." Sasuke said, making his point. "Just say that my only way of showing affection to you would be a kiss, what then?"
"Then you can kindly kiss my ass." I stood up with a huff. "In case you didn't know, affection can be given in various way, like a hug or an act of kindness, I doubt you'll ever be affectionate even if it slapped you in the face."
I walked away from Sasuke and into the kitchen, placing my bowl into the sink. I hoped my speech made Sasuke think about it a little.
"I'm not letting him get me worked up over this." I thought. A smile started to spread across my lips as I headed to bed. I knew Sasuke had trouble with showing genuine affection and it didn't bother me that much. I only wanted to get on his nerves a little, like he so easily gets on mine.
I wasn't really angry with Sasuke, it was just fun messing with him.
…
Ino sat at her dining table along with Kiba, Naruto and Hinata, who had decided to come for a visit. "I can't believe Sakura didn't tell me that he proposed." Ino said, sounding huffy.
"Technically she already told you Sasuke proposed, Ino." Hinata pointed out, as she took a sip of tea that Ino had already prepared beforehand.
"Okay, then she didn't tell me when he proposed to her officially." Ino revised. "When he came her the engagement ring and all that."
"Maybe she thought that it wasn't necessary since he already proposed before, you know." Naruto told her giving a shrug.
Ino sighed. "Probably." She popped her head on her hand as her elbow rested on the table. "I guess I'll just have to take a look at the big rock tomorrow."
"I doubt that she'll be wearing a big rock on her finger." Kiba added, taking a sip of his cold beverage.
"Why do think that, Kiba?" Naruto questioned, curiously.
"This is Sakura we're talking about and we all know that she's never liked big flashy jewellery." Kiba answered. Naruto nodded and decided that Kiba was probably right.
Ino suddenly gasped, drawing everyone's attention. "I know; why don't we throw them an engagement party!"
"Yeah!" Naruto agreed instantly with Ino's idea with a grin.
"Maybe we should ask Sasuke and Sakura about the party first?" Hinata decided, twiddling her fingers.
"I'll ask Sakura at work tomorrow." Ino replied. "She'll say 'yes' for sure."
The sudden sound of a baby crying caught everyone's attention. "It looks like Daisuke is awake." Kiba said, pointing out the obvious.
"I'll go get him." Ino chipped as she stood from the table. Hinata stood along with her.
"Are you sure, Ino?" Hinata asked her, not wanting it to be a bother to Ino.
Ino nodded her head in reply. "I just love little babies." She walked down the hall to get to Daisuke's room.
Naruto had a shocked expression on his face. He glanced from Kiba to Hinata. "Ino liking babies, did the woman get hit in the head with something?"
"I heard that, Naruto!" Ino bellowed loud enough for them to hear. She walked back into the room with Daisuke in her arms, she easily helped him drink milk from his bottle.
Naruto shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm just saying, you clearly pointed out that you were never having kids and wrote it on my face with permanent marker while I was sleeping so I'd stop hassling you about the subject."
He remembered clearly how he woke up one morning after a party at Neji's house only to find black writing on his forehead.
"So, that doesn't mean I can't like other people's kids." Ino stated. "I do help women give birth it's only natural that I would like children."
"So you're never having kids, huh? Shikamaru's going to heartbroken." Kiba joked. He knew that Ino had a flame for Shikamaru and couldn't help himself by joking around with Ino.
"He won't be." Ino told him, he eyes turning to Daisuke's and taking on a rather sad glint. "He's got a girlfriend now."
""He does?" Naruto questioned with a confused furrow of his brow.
Hinata noticed Ino's sad eyes. Hinata knew of Ino's unrequited love for Shikamaru and also knew that Ino never acted upon them for fear of rejection.
"That's enough you two." Hinata reprimanded them. Naruto was still confused, but chose to listen to his wife and be silent. Kiba clearly saw that this was affecting Ino and felt guilty for making that joke.
"So the engagement idea is still on?" Naruto asked, changing the subject effectively.
"You bet it is." Ino grinned happily.
…
Naruto, Hinata and Daisuke left an hour later, leaving only Ino and Kiba in her apartment. Ino decided to start washing the dishes, not wanting to leave it for tomorrow. Kiba stood propped against the door frame and watched Ino's back as she busied herself in the kitchen.
"So, are you okay?" he decided to ask. Ino stood frozen for but a moment before continuing to wash the dirty dishes.
"Of course I'm okay, why wouldn't I be?" she sounded almost cheerful, but Kiba knew better than to believe that she was happy.
"I was talking about Shikamaru having a girlfriend?" he said. Ino's eyes looked to the floor in utter hopelessness.
"I'm fine with it." She replied softly.
Kiba walked over and grabbed a dishtowel along with a clean plate to dry off. "Are you sure, I know how much you liked him?"
Ino looked up at the dishwater and nodded. "I'm just happy that he's happy, besides I'm over him already." She said, but her words didn't even sound believable to her own ears.
Silent tears fell down her cheeks. Ino quickly wiped the away, leaving a few small suds in her wake. Kiba glanced at Ino and wished that he could bare her heartache so that she wouldn't have to.
…
Not long after I got into bed Sasuke came up the stairs, taking his place beside me. The room was dark and I could hear the wind blowing outside. "Sakura?" Sasuke called softly, asking if I was awake.
"Hmm?" I replied in a hum, already half asleep. There was another moment of silence where I thought he wasn't going to reply.
"I think we should spend more time together."
My foggy mind had to take a recap of what Sasuke said and when I realized just what he had said I sat up so quickly I nearly gave myself whiplash. "What?!" He has surprised me.
"Why to be blunt Sasuke and freak me out!" I thought.
"Don't make e repeat myself." He said and looked away from my gaze. I knew I wasn't imagining the light tint of pink on his otherwise pale complexion.
I immediately decided to make him suffer. "What did you say Sasuke, I didn't quite catch it?" I cupped my ear and leaned in closer to him, a cheeky smile on my face.
"I said, 'I think we should spend more time together.'" He grit through his teeth. I could tell he was agitated with me and still slightly embarrassed.
I giggled and turned to face him fully. "Well I never thought you would say that."
"I'm a nice person, you just fail to realize." He added.
"You're right though, we should start doing stuff together." I agreed, lying back down to sleep once more. "Oh and by the way," he glanced at me. "I never doubted that you were nice." I figured that I shocked him into silence, though it was hard to tell. "We could do something on our next off day." I suggested.
"We could do something this weekend, on Saturday?" he said.
"Okay, then we'll put our ideas on the table by Friday." I added.
"Sure." He agreed easily.
"And asking Naruto for ideas is not an option." I told him. Sasuke sighed.
"Fine."
…
Edited on 7 July 2014.