Title: Principessa
Genre: Humor/Romance. Mostly Romance.
Rating: K+
Word Count: 404
Summary: In every fairytale, the girl married a rich, charming man and had a nice house. Sakura managed to complete those requirements with a masked man who read porn.
A/N: I'm sorry about such a late update. I was staring at screens for so long, I had to take a reading break to save my vision. I'm also working on an art trade with my friend, but now that I'm almost done, I'm writing things for Collection. This one is hot off the presses. So, how was your summer so far? :)
WARNING: Severe fluff alert. I blame it on finishing Pride & Prejudice this week. (DarcyxElizabeth forever!)
Sakura smiled as the front door was swung wide open, giggling girlishly as she was whisked inside, carried by her fiancée-now husband. They were now in their new home—the new home that he had built for them, and while she still couldn't believe they were married, she also couldn't believe they had a home of their own now.
"You know, I still feel like you're spoiling me too much," Sakura murmured uneasily as she tried not to fidget too much on her husband's shoulder (Ino had not-too-subtly told her that she was rather bony, despite her modest curves).
"Really? I don't think you're being spoiled enough." At the mildly annoyed expression she gave, he sighed and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Sakura, don't worry about it. I still have plenty of money left in my bank account—see, bill-skipping does come in handy—and I gave you such a hard time when you were pursuing me. Just…let me try and make it up to you," he told her.
Her feet touching the floor of their home for the first time, Sakura squirmed a little—her heart still wasn't ready for the power of his heartfelt confessions—and after a while, smiled despite herself. "Trying to buy my affections, huh Kakashi?"
Kakashi chuckled breathily and smiled patiently. "Sakura, if I could, I'd buy you the world," he confessed, making Sakura blush. She knew he meant it—Kakashi was a man of his word—and with the bank account he held, she was half prone to believe it. In the back of her mind, she was still flabbergasted that she had, in fact, married rich as well as for love.
Waiting for Sakura to collect herself, Kakashi smiled from beneath his mask to bow, his arms held out before him. "And now my lady, your carriage awaits."
"A prince and now a horse too? I don't think I can believe this," she said with a teasing smile as she crossed her fingers behind his neck.
"Well, I have been called a stallion be—"
"Stop," she said, flushing bright red. Amused, but choosing to say nothing, he merely adjusted his hold on her. "Ready to go?"
"Whisk me away, dear prince," she laughed.
"Yes, my lady," he said carrying her towards the next room. Inwardly, Sakura giggled, hoping this trend wouldn't continue. She didn't think she could handle it if he called her "princess."
