fantastisk

title: forgotten
author: shinigami to tenshi/reviee
rating: T
prompt: #98: Whitney
summary: SasuSaku. "YOU FORGOT YOU PROPOSED TO ME!"
a/n: I was eating dinner at my friend's house and she has like no channels. So we went on CTV and a show called Whitney was playing. So we just watched that and this is what happened... honestly, I find this situation more fit for a SuiKa. But I don't like SuiKa that much HAHAHA.

It was their monthly get togethers. Ino and Tenten would organize a little party for Konoha Twelve. They would have dinner at the BBQ place and then they would head to the club down the street. It was always crazy because Naruto, Ino and Kiba were all in one place. Least to say, everyone usually got drunk. Well, almost everyone.

Sasuke, Neji and Hinata were never drunk. Sasuke, because he barely wanted to be there anyway. Neji, because he had to watch over Tenten and Hinata. Hinata, because she had never been a drinker.

"YO TEME!" Naruto screamed, pointing at his best friend. "I BET YOU COULDN'T DRINK AS MUCH AS ME!"

Sasuke scoffed. "You're already shitfaced, you loser."

Naruto started making loud chicken noises. "IS THAT A FORFEIT I HEAR?" He took a swig of his beer. "HA! I KNEW IT, UCHIHA!"

Sasuke glared at him. "You're on, dobe,"

They ordered shots. They drank. In fifteen minutes, Naruto was puking all over the place. Sasuke was red in the face and mumbling incoherent things.

"Drink up, forehead!" Ino raised a glass to her best friend. Sakura, on the other hand, was looking at Sasuke.

"I don't know, Pig," She swirls her glass of wine around. "Sasuke looks pretty wasted. I should stay sober,"

Ino downed her glass of alcohol. "Whatever suits you," she grinned at Sakura. The blonde had already gotten Sakura drunk plenty of times. One night without a drunk best friend was okay.

When the clock hit 2AM, they decided to head home. Sakura was feeling hot in the face from the wine, but she was nothing compared to Sasuke. He was heavy. He did not stay still. He stumbled everywhere, muttering in a low voice. Sakura put his arm over her shoulders.

"Sasuke-kun," she mumbled. "Why did you take on Naruto's stupid bet?"

A low chuckle came from Sasuke. She blinked at him. The chuckle soon turned into a laugh. She smiled. Even if it was a bit creepy, his laugh was something rare.

"Sa...kura!" he called, pushing his weight on her. "I love you, Sa..ku..ra!"

She smiled. She had heard this line many times before. Though Sasuke did not like to tell her this on a daily basis, he said it often enough that she never forgot it. She pulled him along further down the street.

"Sakura," he muttered, turning to her. Her steps stop.

"What?" she looks around before focusing her eyes on him. "Come on, Sasuke-kun, it's really late,"

Sasuke suddenly lifted his arm in a lazy fashion and points at her. "I..." he started, his eyes hooded. "...want to marry you. I want you... to be my wife." she gawked at him, completely shocked. "I'm going to...spend the rest of my life with you,"

Sakura nodded. "Okay, Sasuke-kun," she started pulling him towards their apartment again. "That's what we'll do then,"

She didn't know if she should take him seriously or not. He was drunk, but you didn't sputter weird things for no reason. It must be residing in your brain somewhere prior to the alcohol.

The next morning, Sasuke woke up with a massive hangover. Sakura was there to greet him with some hot tea and pills. He downed it gratefully. He leaned back in the pillow, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Fuck," he swore, "Dobe's so stupid,"

Sakura laughed. He couldn't help but notice it was somewhat strained. "Sasuke-kun, I'm glad you had fun," she took the empty cup of tea. "Go brush your teeth. You reek. Breakfast will be ready when you're done,"

Ten minutes later, Sasuke emerged from the bathroom. "Itadakimasu," he announced before digging in.

"You were really heavy yesterday, you know," she pouted.

He smirked. "I thought you could handle it,"

She laughed. "You're here, aren't you?" she took a bite of her food. "You don't remember anything from last night?"

He looks at her. She looked back at him with big eyes. "No," he answered. "Did I do anything?"

Sakura's face fell. She giggled weirdly. Sasuke gave her a bizarre stare. "No, ha, nothing!" she exclaimed, taking a big gulp of her tea. "You just, uh, proposed. That's all!" she continued to giggle.

Sasuke froze. "Sakura," he started with a stern voice. She stopped giggling. "You... I-" he thought for a moment.

"Wait, you..." she stopped. "YOU FORGOT YOU PROPOSED TO ME?"

"Shit," he muttered, "Sakura, I wasn't supposed to propose to you until later," he looked away.

"So you were going to propose?"

A blush adorned his cheeks. "Uh, sure," he replied cooly.

A silence followed. Sakura started tapping her feet. She stared at Sasuke with her arms crossed over her chest. "So..." she cautiously prompted.

"Let's get married," he said, looking down at his plate.

She grinned at him. "Okay," they resumed their breakfast.

a/n: the idea seemed so much better at the time. this fic didn't turn out the way I wanted it to... okay, well I hope you enjoy!