[FANFICTION]
Title: Promptly tardy
Summary: Uchiha Sasuke never liked tardiness. But maybe just for this, he could make an exception.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Prompt: Late
Rating: T
Comments: I was disappointed with the first, meh. Tried to do a better one today. Tried, being the keyword. Anyway, here I am, still trying to write, even if it turns out something else from what I originally thought. All for SasuSaku! :)
Crap.
She really did it now. Her husband would be sooo pissed.
But in her defense, it's probably not her fault that someone decided to just curl up and try to die - an unsuccessful attempt, by the way - just ten minutes before she went off shift which led to her staying an extra two hours and completely ruining the nice dinner she planned for her Sasuke-kun, right? Definitely not. Yeah, tell that to one Uchiha Sasuke.
Sakura hoped he wouldn't be too annoyed - because she knows him, and even though he's rarely smiling and more often frowning, he never gets mad over sensible matters; he's more annoyed than anyting else - because if he was, then she can't talk and cuddle with him that night. She disregarded the fact that he claimed he never cuddled. He said he just liked sleeping closer to her. Yeahhh, sure.
Ten minutes later, she was at the doorstep of her-their- home. Quietly turning the doorknob, Sakura wrinkled her nose at the smell of cooking meat. 'Ugh, that's nasty. Maybe I should think twice about letting Sasuke-kun near the kitchen, specifically the stove,' she thought.
She walked towards the direction of the smell, while trying hard not to vomit, and dropped her keys on the counter. "Tadaima," she called out softly, "Sorry I'm late Sasuke-kun. Emergency at the hospital." Making her way over to the stove which contained the revolting stench, she placed a small kiss at her love's cheek before taking the ladle from his hands.
"Okaeri." Sasuke was already munching on a tomato. Go figure.
"Why did you want me home early again? Even though you were going to be late." Smirking slightly, as if to show he was not mad while kinda maybe sorta rubbing in the fact that she was late, Sasuke turned his gaze from the tomato to her slightly pale face.
The Uchiha matriach emptied the pot into two bowls - though she was still slightly nauseated from smelling pork katsudon for pete's sake - and placed one in front of Sasuke. "I said I was sorry Sasuke-kun," she smiled slightly, "Anyways, I wanted tonight to be special." Again, a smile. A blush, too.
"So you decided you'd be late?" Uchiha Sasuke seriously refused to stop it with the smirks. Has he always been this much of a tease?
She thought for a while. Oh well, what better way to tell him right? "No, not really. Something else was late," Sakura grinned.
His eyebrows were raised. Good, he was curious. "My period, Sasuke-kun. My period's late."
She expected a wide-eyed, jaw-dropped-to-the-ground reaction, but husband dearest merely settled for narrowing his eyes and looking almost unsure. "Sakura...?" At least, he dropped his smirk already.
She grinned wider. "Did I mention the pork smelled horrible earlier? And that I've been wanting to throw up since I smelled it?"
She never got to see his reaction, because the next thing she knew, he was already kissing her senseless.
For once, tardiness wasn't exactly a bad thing to one Uchiha Sasuke.
Breaking the kiss, he let a small smile flit across his face. "Did I mention how much I love you?"
Uchiha Sakura smiled. "No, you didn't. Care to show me?"
She got to cuddle with him that night, without him denying it.
sasuke.sakura.sasuke.sakura.
A/N: Short, but I'm okay with it somehow. I definitely did not expect to have a fic for this prompt. I was kinda turning blanks earlier, but I'm glad I let my fingers do the thinking. ^_^
R&R! Oh, and I'm open to any ideas for the next prompts, if you'd like to suggest any ;)
Hana-chan, over and out!