Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Late
Sakura hurried across the rooftops. The sun had set hours ago, her path lit only by the moon overhead. She'd been held up, her duties at the hospital requiring her attention long into the evening, and now she risked missing dinner. Landing on her porch, gasping for breath, she fumbled with the door, willing it to open. It did, after a little bit of persuasion, and she raced to the kitchen. The light clicked on and she saw him, waiting for her with a simple bouquet of flowers in his hands. Sasuke wrapped his arms around her gently.
"Welcome home."