Recipe for Success
Sasuke stared out his bedroom window and into the blinding morning sun, yawning and gripping the bed sheet wrapped around his waist. To his dismay, Naruto had left before he had even woken up. And no note, to boot.
Sasuke blinked and grinned. Last night had been the best night of his life (well, besides his wedding night). It wasn't just meaningless, smutty, sex…it was full of passion and love, just a few of the things he hadn't been receiving from his own marriage. Naruto was absolutely amazing…and, well, kinda loud too. But that didn't matter to Sasuke.
Sasuke jumped slightly as he heard the front door of the apartment open and slam shut. His heart raced. It might've been Naruto! Maybe he came back!
Sasuke ran out of the bedroom and into the hall, the bed sheet clamped tightly around his waist. His heart dropped.
'Oh…just Shizuka.'
He forced a smile and spread his arms out wide, giving silent thanks to Naruto for leaving before Shizuka cam home. "Shizuka…you're back."
Shizuka set down her suitcase and eyed her half-naked husband. She stepped towards him and breathed in deeply, the frown on her face becoming more pronounced.
"You smell like dirty, rotten sex."
The smile on Sasuke's face faltered. 'No 'Hi honey'…but 'you smell like dirty, rotten sex. What a sweetheart.'
He cleared his throat and wrapped his arms around his pregnant wife. "That's just…your smell."
Shizuka pulled away, her brow raised. "Sasuke, we haven't done it since I found out I was pregnant." She wrapped her arms around her bulging tummy and tapped her foot. "Are you hiding something from me?"
Sasuke shook his head, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. "No, dear."
After a moment, Shizuka suddenly smiled and patted him on the back. "Okay, just making sure."
She bent down and picked up her suitcase as Sasuke let out a sigh of relief and made a silent vow to become a devote Christian, since God had made this miracle happen.
Shizuka stood up. "Oh, and I guess we won't need that kid for the dessert tonight."
Sasuke stopped his praising and turned to his wife. "Wh-what?"
Shizuka faced him and rested her hands on her hips. "Remember…that big-shot actress is coming tonight!" With the suitcase under her arm, she made her way down the hall. "This could be the restaurant's big break!"
Sasuke groaned and slumped down to the floor. "Oh crap…I forgot all about that." He raised his voice. "Shizuka, can I just stay home today?"
"Don't you dare!" Shizuka's voice yelled from the bedroom.
Sasuke moaned. "God…damn it."
Shizuka's head appeared from behind the door. "And put some goddamn clothes on, for Christ's sake!"
Sasuke stood up, his legs wobbling. "Yes ma'm."
If there was one lesson Sasuke had learned from his marriage, it was to listen to the woman and don't do anything to make her mad. Period. No exceptions. And if this pregnant Shizuka would find out about his little affair with a guy…
Sasuke grimaced as he pulled on a white cotton t-shirt. 'I'd be six feet under before you could say 'chocolate mousse'.'
A/N: Blegh, sorry for the shortness! The story is winding down and I want to make the last couple chapters interesting.