title: love month
prompt: SASUSAKU MONTH ON LJ!
rating: T-M

summary: o30; She thought that he only wanted her to carry his children. He wanted more than that and refused any other woman. "Be my wife."

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Clan/Bloodline Limit

"You're the only woman who can do this for me," Sasuke said.

Sakura paused. She didn't know whether she should have felt flattered or angry that he had asked her to be the mother of his children. It was a strictly business relationship, no feelings involved whatsoever.

"Why me?" she snarled. "I bet there are tons of other women who would love to mother your kids and be your husband."

"Because you're the only one who can fulfill this deed," he said. Damn, he even sounded like a business man. "You have great chakra control, super strength, and plus, you're very pretty, too."

When those words came out of Sasuke's mouth, especially the last phrase, she blushed and turned away, losing all control of herself. Sasuke had just called her pretty. No one but Naruto had ever called her that, and especially the guy she liked, though she was pretty angry at him at the moment.

"And with your genes mixed with mine—sharingan, chakra, and…well, my looks, too, our kids will be beautiful and strong and will carry on the name."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "But still. I don't understand. There are some other women who are just as pretty, if not prettier, and also have better skills than I do. Hinata's got the Byakugan, and she's gorgeous, TenTen's got great aim and she's pretty…"

"They're ugly."

"What do you mean they're ugly? They're very beautiful. You're an insensitive dickwad, that's what." Secretly, she couldn't help but be flattered that he only thought she was pretty.

"Not only because I want your genes passed on to my children, but also because I know you the best. You've been on my team and we've been through a lot together, so I guess…" Sasuke rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess I feel comfortable with you."

Sakura paused, taking all the information in.

"I'm sorry, what?" she said, not thinking she heard him clearly. "I didn't catch that."

"If you didn't hear it, that's your problem," Sasuke said, not bothering to repeat it. "Anyway. Come to my house at around nine and we'll start. No buts."

He walked off, and Sakura glared at his back in anger. She didn't know if she should go or not, but she knew that Sasuke would have his way either way she looked at it. Damn arrogant bastard.

"Go to hell!" she shrieked. She felt like tossing her shoe at the back of his head, but that meant having to walk back home hopping on one foot. She decided not to throw anything and went home on two feet instead of one.

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"He thinks he owns me. Who does he think he is? Besides Uchiha Sasuke, of course. That little spoiled brat. I can't believe I actually fell in love with him…"

Sakura continued to mutter to herself all the way home, like the little piggies who cried "Whee, whee, whee!"

She continued to grumble and then opened the door to her house, looking at the clock.

It was seven already. Taking off her shoes, she went to the kitchen to cook dinner, and ate it in front of the TV, turning on the news.

Four brave shinobi have already died in an A-rank mission…

She switched the channel. News was too depressing and she didn't need to think about anything sad right now when she was already mad.

By the time she finished, it was already 7:45. She had a choice: get ready to have meaningless sex with Sasuke and lose her virginity just for his sake, or stay at home and relax, but worry because she didn't go.

There were two choices, and both were equally hard. Sakura sighed. Thinking about it caused it to be 8:00. Time flew, but she wasn't having any fun.

Looking down at her body, she held her breath and made a confident expression. "I'll go," she said to herself. "It'll just be one time and then I'll never have to worry about losing it again. Strike the iron while it's hot!" she said. "Shannaro!"

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Sasuke, in fact, was nervous. He didn't know if he should light the mood with candles and romantic stuff and rose petals, but he decided to go with the flow instead of losing his cool.

In all honestly, he had never had sex before and was wondering if, while he was gone, Sakura had made love to another man. Thinking about it made him shiver, so he drew that thought away while he calmed his nerves, drinking green tea and trying not to shake.

To be honest, he didn't know if she would come or not. By the way she reacted, she was angry at him for choosing her only for sex, but she should have been flattered. He was, after all, Uchiha Sasuke, and she had loved him for so long…

It was 8:45. He didn't know if she would be there. But Sasuke found himself shaking again, and he slammed the teacup onto the table in anger, causing it to break.

"Damnit," he shouted. "Why should I be so nervous over this? I'm a man!"

He didn't bother to clean up the mess. Instead, he licked his bloody wound clean and wrapped a bandage around it.

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Sakura sighed, taking a deep breath as she was outside Sasuke's door. It was 8:55 and she was partially ready. Her heart thumped loudly and she couldn't help but turn, thinking, "Should I do this? I can always go back now. It's the last chance…"

But it was too late. She had already knocked the door, and she heard footsteps coming.

In front of her was Uchiha Sasuke, half naked, a towel around his waist and his hair wet. His eyes widened as he saw Sakura.

"W-What're you doing here?" he asked, looking at her up and down. She wore her least favorite dress (in fear that her favorite one would get ripped in a moment of passion), and entered.

"I'm here for you, aren't I?" she asked. "So…should we just start?"

There was an awkward atmosphere between the two, but Sasuke spoke. "Let's go." He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. Panicking, he picked her up and dropped her onto the mattress. He was still moist and damp and absolutely beautiful, and he undid his towel, letting it fall to the floor.

"Uh…" she tried hard not to look at his throbbing erection, though she had seen so many before in the hospital.

"Shh." He kissed her softly as she lied back and let her body flow, wrapping her arms around Sasuke and smelling his aroma with each inhale.

"Sasuke-kun…" she moaned quietly as he unzipped her dress from behind. "I—"

"I'll be gentle…" he murmured. He didn't want to seem like the inexperienced boy, so he read up on books and watched a couple of porn videos to see how the "masters" did it. He followed everything, and was ready for her response.

"Stop." She pushed him back, and, breathing up and down, looked at him straight in the eye.

"I love you very much, Sasuke-kun. But I don't want my first time to be like this. I want it to be with somebody who loves me back, and…" she closed her eyes before reopening them. "I don't want you to force yourself to do this if you don't want to."

"Sakura," he said, realizing that she, too, was a virgin. "You're an idiot." The words came out harshly and monotonously and she frowned. Before she could say anything, he said, "You don't know that I want this, too, right?" He wrapped the towel over his waist again.

"I want you very much, but I'm afraid that you won't be happy with the result. To be honest, I haven't…" Sasuke rubbed the back of his neck. "Never mind. But the point is…" he kissed her softly again. "I want kids. I want to remake my clan. But I don't want to pressure you into it. Yes, I do want you to be the woman of my family and the mother of my kids, and especially the wife of mine, but if you don't want it then I can't force you into it." Sasuke sighed.

"If you really don't want this, please leave." He sat on the side of the bed, his elbows on his knees. "I may not be able to control myself."

Suddenly, he felt warm arms behind him, and small kisses on his neck. "It's okay."

"Hn?"

"Thank you for telling me this," she said. "I was scared at first because I didn't know what you wanted, but now, hearing your side of the story…" she laughed nervously. "I don't feel as nervous anymore."

"You agree to this?" he asked, looking at her and making sure he could see her face.

"Yeah."

He set her down onto the bed again, looking into her eyes. There was a harsh sexual tension between them, but also a calming loving one, too.

"I want to start a family with you," he confessed. "And I want you to be my wife."

"Sasuke, are you asking me to…" she began, half-teasing until she saw his seriousness. "Holy crap, you're serious."

"Hn." He kissed her again. "I don't have a ring right now, but if you can wait, I promise you that I'll buy you the best one there is."

"Honey, I don't care if you buy me an expensive one or a cheap one. I'm just…so happy." She hugged him. "Thank you."

He snuggled into her shoulder and kissed her neck. "I'll be gentle," he repeated

"I trust you."

After all, she was the only woman he felt comfortable around with.

Slight changes 7.8.14