Drunk in Love-

Summary: Some drunken sasusaku time based off the prompt ("This is wonderful, I've always wanted to see a bar fight in real life.") from a tumblr request!

"Sasuke-kuuuun!" Sakura called, dancing over to where he sat at the bar and nearly falling against him in her drunken state.

Sasuke just sighed. The last thing he wanted to do was go out for drinks, because he knew all too well how his wife got after a few. And if she ever had more than a few… kami be with him. Still, he'd wrapped his arm around her waist to support her as she giggled, clinging to him before speaking again.

"This is fun, aren't you glad we came?" She asked, batting her lashes that were thickened with mascara at him. He wasn't happy about coming… but he was happy that she was enjoying herself. "You've been sitting here like a sore thumb, you won't even play with me." She hiccuped and then gasped before whispering, "Oops." She laughed. "I meant dance. Not play." She rolled her eyes at herself as she continued to giggle, her entire face lighting up in delight.

Sasuke scoffed, having no idea what he was going to do with her at the moment. Later, once they were home, there were many things he could do with her. But for now, he just had to keep his cool until he ended up dragging her out of the bar they'd come to.

"Mmm. You smell good." She said, burying her face in his neck and inhaling deeply. This was when her husband pushed her away, the tips of his ears burning.

She knew how he felt about being too close in public. But she was drunk as fuck.

"Sorry, party pooper." She stuck her tongue out at him before wobbling off on her way back to the dancefloor where all their friends were.

Sasuke watched her through narrowed eyes for a moment before a smirk tugged at his lips. She was a handful. She always was. But, he fucking loved it. He'd give her this night, and he'd even tend to her the next day, all day while she recovered… after that though, she'd owe him.

And he'd damn sure enjoy having her make good on paying him back.

For now, he would continue to sip on his single drink while he watched her have the time of her life. That was enough for him.

Sakura knew she was way past her limit, but once she got to that point she couldn't bring herself to care. She was having a great night. It had been a miracle on its own that she was able to convince Sasuke to a night out. He was such a homebody. They went on dates at times, but it was very rare that they had a late night out with their friends and were able to just let loose.

No work. No problems. Just good times.

Ino and Temari were dancing with her, the three of them all heavily intoxicated. Sai was another story when he drank. He went from a black canvas to full-fledged work of art after a few drinks. While the other guys just hung around, he was on the dancefloor with them, and he was surprisingly a good dancer.

Sakura found herself laughing at him several times but he never paid her any mind, and she was easily distracted by anything. Whether it be the change of a song or one of the girls hips bumping against hers to get her moving once more.

She was having a blast, and then someone touched her. It was the briefest of touches, a light caress that moved from her lower back to her hip as someone walked around her. Her body tensed at the foreign touch, and then the sight of the stranger grinning at her.

"Oh hell no, don't touch me you crazy man. I will punch you into oblivion!" She roared, green eyes flaring with anger as she raised her fist in warning.

"Sorry!" The man appeared alarmed and held up his hands in defense. "I thought you were someone else."

Sure you did.

Sakura just rolled her eyes but decided to let it go, she was having a great night and didn't want it to be ruined by some pervert. Since he hurried off as if embarrassed, she didn't think anything else about him. She went back to dancing and laughing with the girls who couldn't stop talking about the look on the man's face.

Less than a minute later, a commotion broke out at the back of the dance floor. Everyone stopped their dancing, including Sakura as they all looked to see what was going on. Sakura gasped before laughing at finding it was a fight that had broken out.

"This is wonderful." She giggled drunkenly. "I've always wanted to see a bar fight in real life."

Though her sober self would have never said this, she was hollering right along with the rest of the crowd, at least until one of the men in the brawl hit the floor and she was able to see the other clearly.

"Oh shit, is that Sasuke-kun? Fuck." Facepalming, Sakura sighed, already knowing exactly what had happened.

She was in trouble now…

Her night of fun at the bar was officially over… but… that didn't mean she couldn't have even more fun when she got home. An evil grin tainting her face, she stood there, waiting.

"We're leaving." Her husband said from behind her in a matter of seconds. Sakura didn't move, nor did she respond. She didn't have to, because in the same instant she was hoisted up over his shoulder and being carried away.

Almost every time they went out, this is how she was taken away. Stolen, by her own husband.

"Bye guys, we'll have to do it again sometime, it was great!" Sakura waved from over Sasuke's shoulder to her friends who all waved back while calling out their goodbyes.

With every step he took, Sasuke was mumbling under his breath about how much he hated going out and how he really wanted to kill the guy who'd touched her. She should have known he wouldn't have been able to contain himself. At first, she hadn't thought Sasuke had witnessed the incident, but had she known he did, she would have been awaiting this outcome.

"So mad and always overreacting. I put the guy in his place, you didn't need to go all macho husbando on him."

"Nobody touches you but me." He told her seriously before suddenly settling her into the passenger side of his car.

"That's true." She nodded in agreement, a smug smirk on her lips. "And I like it when you touch me."

"Hn." He closed the door before coming around to get behind the wheel.

Sakura remained silent until they got on the road. "Still mad?" She asked, sounding all too happy about it. The only thing on her mind now was the thought of Sasuke manhandling her some more once they made it home.

"I don't care to talk about it." He grumbled.

"Heh."

"What the hell are you so happy about?" He glanced at her, brows arched in confusion. It was obvious he was still annoyed.

"Oh nothing… nothing at all." She tried not to laugh, but failed.

"Tch." He shook his head.

Sakura rested her head against the headrest, still grinning from ear to ear. "Grumpy pants."

"Annoying ass."

"Do something about it."

"Oh, I fully intend to. Just wait 'til I get you home."

Just what she wanted to hear…

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