notes: typos fixed! (12/28/2018)
rating: K
disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
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7. moonlight
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Sarada sleeps under the safe remains of her blankets, occasionally tossing and turning. She also mumbles softly, but didn't wake up. Sakura has a smile glued on her face as she slowly closes Sarada's bedroom shut. Later, as the moon shines downward, filling Sarada's room with stunning rays of moonshine, she shows signs of stirring. She groggily peeks open one eye and rubs it with a curled fist, sitting up. Sarada wonders if she should close the curtains, but goes against it because she enjoys basking under the light of the moon.
The sound of the front door shutting enters Sarada's half-asleep ears and suddenly alerts her. Instead of going to the source, she approaches the window in her bedroom. Intruders don't just close the door so softly—they might as well never close it, letting it open by the slightest of cracks and they'd escape ever so soundlessly. Even being half-asleep, it doesn't dull her common sense; it wasn't an intruder that the door had closed for.
The sight of her Mama and Papa outside shocks Sarada, but her eyes remain absorbed, fascinated. She gazes at the bench that her Mama and Papa takes a seat on; her Papa sits straight, back against the stone, and her Mama's head makes itself comfortable on his shoulder. The seconds tick by, followed by agonizingly slow minutes—Sasuke and Sakura did nothing as they sit and smile and sit some more. This left Sarada curious. She blinks at her parents, her arms tucked on top of the window sill and her chin lightly pressing over an arm.
Sasuke lets his head lean downward, in a rare affectionate manner. Sakura looked as if she'd fallen blissfully in love all over again, with the way her lips prettily smile and her eyelashes bashfully dusting on her cheeks every glance she casts downward. It tops just about anything romantic Sarada had ever witnessed with her own two eyes.
She indistinctly remembers her Mama saying that this particular bench was special to her and Papa, but Sakura has never told Sarada the reason why exactly. Sakura said almost the same thing—"I'll tell you when you're older!"—when Sarada tried to pry for answers, whined and complained all the same, but the results would feature a classic mischievous Sakura wink.
So, Sarada takes her eyes off the bench and lies back under the blankets, going back to her dream. Sarada figures if her parents were sneaky enough to sneak out during midnight to that special bench, then she shall not bother either of them.
