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Sasuke and Sakura live together. Sasuke is a clean freak and tries to teach Sakura how to be less messy with silent cues.
NOTE – Pretty much what you are looking for but this is a second part to prompt 9 set in the future. So less humorous more fluffy. Prompt 9 also has a lot of this prompts requirements in it funnily enough.
Mistakes are mine. It is 3 am peeps, I will edit this shit later.
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The sun is just setting when Uchiha Sasuke arrives home. It has been a week long mission and the ninja is looking forward to showering, woofing down a tomato or two and falling into a comatose state for at least 7 hours.
Unlocking the door to his apartment the tired shinobi toes off his sandals in the genkan and trudges into the joint dwelling. From the looks of it, Sakura is not home yet because of her long shifts but it is evident that she has been here in a very big way.
"Damn woman." Sasuke mutters, undoing his weapons holster and placing it on the coffee table for the time being. Then, the nin looks back to the presents his girlfriend has left for him.
Throughout the living area is an array of clothing that has seemingly been thrown off in a rush to get to work. There are two mismatched shoes on the floor and Sasuke cannot help but smirk at the idea of his work-a-holic girlfriend wearing two different shoes in public. She would be much too busy to even look down and notice! Ah, well it will certainly be something to chuckle about when she arrives home, and is just another thing to add to the arsenal of Sakura jokes.
It turns out that making fun of your beloved is one of the best parts of having a relationship, that the companionship and mind blowing sex. Luckily for him Sakura ticks all of the boxes in spades. Though with positives comes some very definite negatives. Well, not so much negatives as bad habits. Yes, Sakura has plenty of bad habits.
Not that he is one to talk, but complaining about his misgivings is reserved for a certain messy kunoichi. Just as trying to teach her how to pick things up off the floor has been his duty for the past 3 years. Obviously Sasuke is doing a stellar job, what with the random female items lying around the house and dirty dishes sitting in the sink. He also knows that without a doubt there will be a toothbrush waiting for him on the basin directly beside the holder with a tiny little puddle of dried tooth paste on the vanity…and that isn't even the half of it.
He must admit she was a lot worse in the beginning of their relationship, so the 'subtle' signals must be doing some good. The overworking doesn't help either.
Striding into the small kitchen Sasuke pulls the last clean glass from the cabinet and retrieves his favourite beverage from the fridge. There is nothing he likes more that tomato juice and tomatoes for dinner. He isn't allowed it often because Sakura is convinced that he will turn into a tomato, along with a bunch of medical reasons that just sound like mumbo jumbo.
The front door clicks open and the raven haired nin quickly downs the rest of his drink before walking to the sink to rinse his cup. Keys jingle in the entry way and a tired, "Tadaima" sounds through the two bedroom flat.
"Okaeri." Sasuke calls, taking another bite of his orange delight. There is a bra sitting upon the top bench panel that his onyx eyes fall upon by chance. It is the same colour as the fruit and he isn't sure whether to smirk or scowl.
"It's nice to see that you tidied while I was gone." The Uchiha says dryly and the stock Ha ha response is filtered back to him with an abundance of sarcasm present. Then, the pink haired medic comes into view and Sasuke can't help but look down bypassing his lovers beautiful face. There true as day are two mismatched shoes that have not been taken off yet. Funnily enough, two different socks peak out from the closed in sneakers and the nin cannot help but smile loftily.
"Sakura, are you not Japanese?" Sasuke finally questions with his firmest expression. "Your wearing shoes in the house." He grouses and a real scowl forms as the pinkette rolls her eyes.
"Oh shove off Sasuke-kun I had a hard shift, and I did tidy thank you very much." She leans upward to grace him with a quick peck that he accepts gratefully. "The house was much worse before I left."
Onyx eyes narrow and the Uchiha follows Sakura into the main area as she begins to take off each item of warm clothing. Her jacket is placed on the couch and Sasuke picks it up, followed by her scarf that is quickly placed on top of the jacket. Then, Sakura toes off her mismatched shoes and leaves them beside the couch. Scooping them up the ninja swears that she does this on purpose, but he doesn't get the chance to ask because the bathroom door closes with a click and the sound of running water fills his ears.
Sighing, Sasuke walks the shoes over to the genkan before putting the pile of belongings on the couch beside a few other items he has collected. Then, he looks to the hallway where light filters through beneath the wash room door.
A shower sounds like an amazing idea. Smirking the man traipses toward the steamy room as his mind recalls the first time he showered with his woman. It was actually no different to today, though the house was a bit cleaner and Sakura wasn't working over 50 hours a week. Coincidentally her lack of care in regards to female attire pushed him to the brink and they both lost their virginity in the very same bathroom. It has been years since then but the Uchiha remembers it like it was yesterday.
Opening the shower door Sasuke enters the warm room, shutting him inside with the steam. Turning to glance at the basin he is unable to stop from rolling his eyes at the pink toothbrush that lay in the exact place he said it would be with its tooth pastey friend.
"Sasuke-kun?" His girlfriend questions.
"Hm?" The nin responds, removing the rest of his clothing and feeling his skin tingle in anticipation of being clean.
"Will you scrub my back?" She asks innocently, just like every other night.
The flimsy plastic screen is pulled to the side letting warm puffs of steam escape into the air. Stepping into the warmth Sasuke gives Sakura a slightly lecherous once over with mirthful eyes before holding his hand out to receive the wash cloth.
"Aa." He says, motioning for the woman to turn around with a swivel of his finger. The cloth is covered in lavender scented soap and the man begins to scrub moderately so he isn't scolded. Apparently there is a fine line between too hard and too soft. Unable to stop his mind from wandering with such an analogy, Sasuke leans close to Sakura and places a soft kiss just below her ear. His strong torso presses against her slick back and he passes her the cloth in the form of a loose hug.
"Mmh Sasuke-kun." The pinkette murmurs happily as the ninja leaves small kisses along her neck.
"Sakura." Sasuke whispers suckling on a particularly sensitive spot. "Are you listening?" He questions and a hand moves to cup her breast.
"Yess." She replies, fully engrossed with his sultry voice and warm body.
"Promise me you will do whatever I say?" The nin husks, pressing against her closer.
"Yes. I promise." Sakura mewls, gasping when his hand dips lower.
"Much later," He begins, sounding sexier than ever. There is a pause as the anticipation builds…"We are going to clean the entire apartment."
"Sasuke!" The woman growls in response turning to smack him on the arm with a wet slap.
Lucky for Uchiha Sasuke a small faux pas like that isn't enough to stop him from getting laid…
Such is the mundane life of Sakura and Sasuke, and the never ending battle of mess and tomatoes.