Disclaimer:
No legal claim to Naruto, not making profit through this.
Basics:
PG/K plus, General/Humor/Romance, Canon, 3/100
Warnings: Boy x
girl love, mature themes (notes: very mild)
Word count: 254
Theme:
laundry (459)
Author's note: 1000!theme challenge from Mint Pizza Queen. Organized into 10 fics, 100 ch each. They're loosely related, held together by an umbrella theme of love and life.
x. laundry
When Sakura was seventeen and Lee was eighteen, they had started living together. Sakura-and-Lee had been official for years, and Sakura was more than happy to agree to move into Lee's flat near midtown Konohagakure. It was their cozy little home, and it brought the (mostly) sweet pink-haired girl and the energetic poster-boy-for-youth closer together.
It was nice having someone to lean on when she needed it.
It wasn't nice having to juggle chores.
Still, Sakura, being the mostly-patient and multitalented girl that she was, didn't mind most of the things that living alone with your boyfriend entailed. Like grocery-shopping, cleaning, cooking; those she could handle. Because Lee was essentially satisfied with anything healthy-ish ("We must eat wisely to enhance our youthful strength!"), grocery shopping and cooking were fairly easy. And well, as for cleaning- her teammate was Naruto Uzumaki, and guess who whacked it into the blond that one should be able to see your apartment floor?
But it was the first time doing their combined laundry that unsettled Sakura.
Firstly, Konohamaru and gang decided to steal Lee's green-suit-thing. "We wanted to determine the material," Udon had sniffled at her. Moegi had chirped, "We don't know, but it sure is stretchy!"
Secondly, Sakura made the slightly disturbing revelation that she really didn't need to worry about the discomforting notion of having to handle her boyfriend's underwear. Yep. Sakura found that even having brought the entire contents of his dirty-clothes hamper, she couldn't answer the question of boxers-or-briefs.
Turns out, Lee went commando.