Title: Electric Love

Rating: T+

Genre: romance

Soundtrack: Electric Love by BORNS

A/N: Partners in crime AU. Warnings for implied murder/violence.

The ballroom was filled with people, all dressed to the nines and drinking their fair share of the finest champagne and wine. It's the last day of the year, only right to celebrate it this way.

But not for Sasuke.

Although he was dressed in the best suit and looking sharp as a needle, he wasn't here for merrymaking. He was here with an objective. His eyes trailed a stubby man with a beard, laughing boisterously in the middle of the crowd.

He was here to keep an eye on him and to whom he may be speaking with. Sasuke needed to find a lead.

His gaze traced over the crowd as he took a sip of his champagne and nearly dropped it when he saw a familiar face. Her green eyes and pink locks were unmistakable.

Sakura.

Sasuke hasn't seen his wife in months, as she was on a mission herself. She looked his way and flashed him a smile before dissolving into the crowd. His lips twisted and he placed his drink down. Fixing his cuff, Sasuke dove into the crowd to find her.

As elusive as always…

There was a reason why Sakura was known to be one of the best in their field. Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose and set out to the balcony to get some air. Half an hour had passed and he still hasn't found her.

He looked over the city and then gazed down below. He was around fifty stories up but he could still see the crowds below, enjoying the street party.

What could Sakura have been doing here?

He looked back and realized the entire time he was searching for her, the Prime Minister has also gone missing.

Sasuke's eyes widened and he hurried back into the main hall. The Prime Minister was nowhere to be found. He couldn't hear his voice, either. Sasuke gritted his teeth and put two and two together.

It seemed like her organization had other methods in mind.

Sasuke gritted his teeth. As Shikamaru would have said, this was too troublesome. He didn't get the information he needed yet and he felt like his wife had already done her job. Pride bubbled in his chest. Despite him knowing he will get shit for this when he gets back, it was nice to know that Sakura was still at the top of her game.

Only thirty minutes.

There was no commotion yet, and it seemed the crowd hasn't noticed the Prime Minister's disappearance. A quick glance to his right and Sasuke found his wife casually talking to one of the guests. Perhaps Sakura wasn't finished yet. But he highly doubted it. There could only be once place Sakura would be if she had finished her objective.

Sasuke climbed the stairs onto the rooftop. The higher he climbed, the louder the boom! of fireworks were. He smirked. It wasn't even midnight yet, and people were already starting. He glanced at his watch and he counted ten more minutes before the show would start. But none of that mattered to him. He pushed the metal door open and the cool winter air blew against his face, making his hair dance with the wind. His coattails whipped with the wind.

At the far edge of the building, he spotted her and his breath was knocked away with the wind. Sasuke's eyes softened as he watched her dress and pink locks flow with the wind. It was longer now, well past her shoulders. The black silk gown had a slit that showed the holster that hugged her thigh snuggly.

He walked towards her, but she kept her gaze trained on the city view below her. Once he was an arm's length away, she spoke, "how are you, Sasuke-kun?"

"Sakura…"

She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and she faced him, a small smile on her lips. "How's Sarada?"

Sasuke's lips twitched upwards. "She's training with Naruto now."

Sakura laughed. "Finally! I didn't think you would let her since you would be lonely at home."

Sasuke rolled his eyes. "Boruto's been training with me."

She closed the gap between them and she grinned. "I suppose this means you allow him to date our daughter, then?"

Sasuke felt the heat rise to his cheeks and he looked away, a stubborn expression on his face. "She's too young!"

When his wife laughed, Sasuke immediately looked back to look at her face. He barely heard how she mentioned their daughter was well passed eighteen, and could choose a suitor for herself. All Sasuke could think about was how beautiful she looked, far more than he remembered. Her hair was flying across her face, and he reached out to tuck it behind her ear once again. Sakura leaned into his touch and she closed her eyes.

"I'm sorry I ruined your mission, darling."

Sasuke smirked. "Are you really, Sakura?"

She giggled. "Perhaps not, but it's what the higher-ups ordered, you know?"

"I'm going to get an earful."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled. "You've heard worse before."

Memories of the first time he came home unplanned and heard… noises in his daughter's bedroom filled his mind and Sasuke immediately shut that out. He did not want to remember that right now.

"I missed you so much, Sasuke-kun."

"I miss you too." He didn't even have time to think of a response, he just said it. All the years of him leaving on missions came flooding back to him. It was lonely when he was out on the field, but coming home to an empty house felt worse for him. How he wanted her to come home to him again. Before he could even ask, she already answered.

"Soon, darling. Just a little more." Sakura looked at the sky, and a helicopter was coming her way. "I need to go for now. Tell Sarada I love her, and to have a Happy New Year." She cupped his face and stepped back.

A shrill scream echoed, and Sasuke knew what was going on. "Looks like someone found the body." Sakura nodded and tried to turn her back on him. He held on to her hand. Sasuke was not going to let his wife get away without a kiss. "Wait. Not yet."

Sakura giggled. "You're so annoying."

Sasuke smirked at his wife stealing his line. "Shut up and fucking kiss me."

The helicopter approached, the sound of the blades drowning out the commotion and the oncoming countdown from the street party.

She looked into his eyes and Sasuke wrapped his arms around her waist. "Sakura…"

"Five! Four!"

"Sasuke-kun…"

"Three! Two!"

He closed the gap between their lips and they shared a passionate kiss.

"One!"

Dazzling fireworks filled the dark sky, their loud sounds filling the air but Sasuke didn't care. All he could focus on was Sakura's soft lips on his and her sweet taste. Her arms wound around his neck, deepening the kiss.

The helicopter had dropped a rope ladder a few feet away from them, the pilot calling out to Sakura. She pulled away and gave him a cheeky wink. Her pale face was illuminated with colors of pink and yellow. Sasuke would remember how she looked at this moment. Sakura gave him a light wave before running towards the rope ladder.

The metal door burst open, revealing the Prime Minister's guards. Sasuke looked at them. There must have been at least a dozen. He looked back and saw Sakura holding on to the ladder, her helicopter flying away. She blew him a kiss as they flew even further away.

Sasuke faced the guards and pulled out a short sword and a gun from his coat. He smirked as the guards surrounded him, and the fireworks illuminated his enemies in technicolor.

It was starting to look like a Happy fucking New Year indeed.

A/N:

Happy New Year, darling!

I dedicate this fiction to you, for being a part of my 2018.

This year was full of unexpected yet wonderful things. I have met so many people and made such lovely friends. It wasn't in my plan in 2018 to write so many fanfics, but I'm glad I did because I feel like it brought me closer to you.

This 2018, I am thankful for all the connections and interactions, with everyone here. Thank you for all the support and moments you have shared with me. You have been such an inspiration to me this 2018. As 2019 approaches, I hope to get closer to you, improve my writing, and become the best person I can be.

I love you and thank you so much. For everything.

Cheers to another wonderful year with you, darling.

All my love,

Kairi