SasuSaku Festival 2017
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Day 03- Her Intimates
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Title: Her Uchiha Butt
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Summary: It's date night for the Uchiha couple, and he's surprised to see her dressed in nothing but his shirt and panties when he arrives at their cottage. She looks incredibly good like that, but there's a problem hovering over her lower cheeks. What is that symbol doing there?
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A/N: Okay, this idea came up after I saw a fan art on tumblr, and I just couldn't stop thinking about that! It's supposed to be a funny, cute one, and I;m quite happy with the way it turned out in the end! I hope you like it as much as I did! Enjoy the story, and please, tell me your opinion!
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The moment he enters their rented cottage, Uchiha Sasuke already knows she hasn't forgotten his promise.
All the lights are on, save for the ones from the kitchen. The sight of an empty table, ridden of that mess of medical scrolls and empty cups of coffee, tells him that his wife's mind is anywhere but stuck in work on this warm, summer night. The atmosphere inside the cottage is light, as the soothing air of the Hidden Mist fills his lungs and moistens his dark hair. It is, indeed, the perfect night for a romantic date. And thanks to such perfect conditions, he knows there is no way he will be able to escape Uchiha Sakura's plans.
For as much as he hates to admit, the original idea of going out tonight came from his own, grumpy lips. Lately, she has been exhausting herself more than she usually does, and for he has also been busy with his own meetings, Sasuke didn't have the chance to press her stop button at least once or twice a week. They are both busy with their own personal missions, and it has been long since the last time they have spent some quality couple time alone.
And if he were to be honest with himself, he misses that time as much as she does.
He also wants to spend some time with his pink haired Uchiha, but he doesn't want to leave the cottage for that. Not after spending 4 hours inside an office with the Mizukage, listening to her harsh words and insecurities regarding her future.
Sasuke just wants to lay down and sleep, as every worn out adult should want after arriving home.
But he can't cancel his plans with his wife. Not when she seems to be so excited about it.
After removing his sandals and hanging both his bag and cloak on the hanger behind the door; the pleasant, floral scent of her perfume starts to invade his nostrils. His attention is immediately dragged towards the hallway, from where he hears the crash of footsteps against the floor getting louder with each passing second. A sly smirk grows upon his lips, as he amusedly waits for her excited form to come in view.
And it does, just as he has foreseen.
"Okaeri, Sasuke-kun!"
She stops by the end of the hallway, approximately 2 meters away from him, with that very Sakura-like bubbly expression ruling her face. She's smiling from ear to ear, as only one of her emerald eyes is delineated by a delicate dark line. Her pink hair smoothly falls above her shoulders, as her bangs threaten to hide the yin seal that decorates her forehead. It doesn't take him long to realize she's wearing one of his shirts, which covers about five fingers above her mid-thigh; and simple, marine-blue panties, creating the kind of look that already made his heart tremble.
His wife is already looking quite good in his eyes, but that's probably just his anti-social side talking, because the kind of outfit she's wearing is perfect for people to stay home. He realizes that she's still in the process of being ready for their date, and the unfinished, light makeup on her face is probably the one thing telling him so. Sakura's childish side is out in her woman-like body, and at that moment, he just knows there's no way he cannot at least feel minimum happiness enveloping his heart.
What a silly wife, he thinks.
" Tadaima." He says, offering her a warm, calm expression, to which she charmingly answers with one of her soft smiles.
How could he even think of canceling their plans?
" I'm almost ready for our date, Sasuke-kun! I can't believe we're actually doing this after almost a month in the Water Country, right?" She throws her hands up, closing her eyes in pure excitement.
" Aa." He agrees, stepping up on the wooden floor, checking his pockets for any forgotten thing.
" We could go out for a walk and then eat something nice, what do you think?"
" Whatever you say is fine with me, Sakura." For his eyes were not set on her, the male Uchiha couldn't see the way her lips formed a frown at his emotionless answer. Her smile suddenly falls from her lips, as a selfish realization takes over her senses, making her hands get together so her fingers could play with one another. Her eyes fall to their feet, and a small pout forms on her lips.
Apparently, all her excitement has vanished form her body. And it's all because of him.
" Sasuke-kun… Are you not excited for our date?"
" What?"
His eyes widen at her declaration, and he soon realizes what she was trying to do. Sakura is trying to put other's wishes above hers, and he is not going to accept that anymore. It is true that he's not as excited as she is, but that doesn't mean he isn't excited at all. He wants to go out with her, do something different and make her smile as he listens to her day.
Sasuke wants to act like a good husband for at least one night, and she is not going to ruin his opportunity.
" I mean… If you don't want to go, we can just stay here, you know. I have some documents to go through and-"
" Sakura. We are going out on a date." He orders, making her emeralds widen in somewhat of a shocked expression. " That's what you want, right?"
" Yeah, that's what I want, but-"
" No buts. Now go get ready or we will be late." His face is now as stoic as ever, as he's basically imposing her wishes over her. In her eyes, her husband looks unbelievably cute saying those words, and as soon as he watched the silly, lovely expression she was offering him, the male Uchiha couldn't help but turn away from her gaze, with the tips of his ears turning red.
Damn it, she is just too much for him. Especially dressed in so little.
Especially with those clothes.
" Hai!"
She smiles widely again, a tinge of red faintly hovering over her cheeks. His wife's happy again, and due to how fast that change happened, Sasuke suspects that whole thing was a part of her plan from the very beginning.
Sakura turns on her heels, finally sprinting back towards the bathroom where she could finish her preparations for her date with her husband. The shirt she's wearing forms a wave as she runs away, revealing more of the wife he has under those clothes. Her bouncing hair, her soft, toned thighs and that perfectly round butt that is covered by panties stamped with nothing less than the white and red colors of the-
And that was when he sees it.
His dark eyes widen immediately, as a confused pout takes over his face. The male Uchiha isn't quite sure of what he's just seen decorating his wife's lower cheeks, but there's something inside his chest telling him to go after her and find out. More than anything, he trusts his eyes and his own instincts, and before he notices it, his feet are already dragging him towards the bathroom where the girl is finishing her make up. He follows the trail her scent left behind, enjoying as the perfume gets more intense as it fills his nostrils and entices his curiosity regarding what his eyes may or may not have captured moments ago.
Sasuke isn't quite sure if what he saw is actually what he thinks it is, but as soon as he enters the bathroom and sees the pinkette leaning forward to delineate her other eye, he realizes that, once more, his eyes were correct.
Oh, boy.
Just like before, he finds his dark pearls traveling upwards her body, paying attention to her delicate ankles and her long, strong legs. Her muscles are outlined up until her thighs, and thanks to the way her hands are lifted, his large shirt that is covering her petit body is lifted, exposing the soft, round bottom of her butt and the one piece of clothing that has been intriguing him ever since he laid his eyes upon it.
Their colors match perfectly with his classic genin vest, as they are long enough to decently cover a wide range of her lower skin. They seem to be comfortable, and they seem to adjust perfectly as they embrace her curves. They are just the type of panties his wife prefers, and the fact that the Uchiha crest is fully stamped behind them make things even more… interesting to the one who possess the blood of the almighty Uchiha clan running through his veins.
Where on earth has she found them?
His mind has turned blank, as he's trying to find a logical explanation to why his wife would have the fan stamped on her butt. He remembers when he first bought her a dress with his family symbol on its back, and he remembers how he told her to sew it on all of her clothes from that day on. Sasuke was more than happy when she accepted his words, and seeing her walking around with the fan that ignites the Uchihas' flame is more than simply pleasuring to him.
They're a married couple, and seeing how much she respects and preserves his family name just confirms to him that he couldn't have chosen any better girl to hold both his heart and his last name.
Sasuke appreciates everything she has done to rid the Uchiha clan from the eventual hatred it received.
But wearing it on her butt seems to be a little too much for him.
"S-Sakura…"
"Eh? Oh, Sasuke-kun!" She acknowledges his presence through the mirror's reflection, as she's trying to stay steady not to ruin the makeup. " I'm almost done here… You can use the bathroom after this."
" No… It's not really that…" He runs his fingers across his dark locks, as an uncontrollable blush finally takes over his cheeks. His eyes are still focused on her lower cheeks, and the male Uchiha can't simply convince himself to lift his head. He swallows dry, making his Adam's apple move uncomfortably. " Actually, I wanted to… to understand why…"
" Understand what?" She chuckles. " It's just a date, Sasuke-kun. Besides, we're a married couple, and even if I think it's super cute, you don't have to be nervous."
" That's not it- Uh… Sakura, why are you…"
" Why am I what, darling?"
" Hn." He takes a deep breath, building up courage. " Why are you wearing these pant-"
" Yosh! I'm finally done!" She smiles, blinking a couple of times. Her eyes are finally focused on him through the mirror's reflexion, and as soon as she realizes where his eyes are aiming at, Uchiha Sakura remembers she forgot to change her panties.
Oh, crap.
When she finally turns her head and looks down, the pinkette feels her entire face succumbing to an embarrassed heat. Her skin has turned a deep shade of red, as her lips are parted and her entire body is trembling due to her husband's new discovery. She immediately turns her body as if to prevent him from looking, but the reflection of the mirror behind her still makes it possible for his eyes to see the Uchiha crest stamped on her butt. Sakura tries to cover it, but thanks to her anxious hands, she finds that task quite impossible right now.
Oh, shit.
" Sa-Sasuke-kun! I-I can explain it!"
" Sakura, why-"
" ItwasIno'sidea!ShesentittomeandIwasplanningonthrowingitawaybutIforgotand-"
" Oi, slow down, Sakura. I can't-"
"IwasfinishingwitheverythingforourdateandIwasgoingtochangethemforsomethingmoreappealingforourdateand-"
Her eyes are spinning and she can't stop babbling words that are too fast for his ears to comprehend. Her hands are trapped in looping gesture of expressing her emotions and covering her panties, and due to the purple shade that is slowly spreading around her red, oxygen-less face, Sasuke doubts his wife's even breathing right now.
Right now, if the raven haired boy wants to have answers and wants his wife not to die from extreme embarrassment, he knows he needs to stop her.
Somehow, he will need to shut her mouth.
And right now, he doubts words will have any effect on her.
Without hesitating, the male Uchiha takes a step closer to his wife and abruptly shuts her mouth with his own hand. His now red eyes lock with hers, as his dark tomoes are now spinning. He knows this is not the right thing for a husband to do, but he couldn't think of any other thing to calm her down before she fainted. He feels her slowing down, and not long after his sharingan started inducing her to a relaxation state, he could feel a deep breath leaving her nostrils and brushing his hand. She seems to be calmer now, but her cheeks are still boiling under his touch.
Tch, what a troublesome wife, he thinks, as he deactivates his eyes.
" Look, I'm going to remove my hand from your face so you can talk, okay, Sakura?"
She nods, eyes filled with apprehension and shame.
" Okay. You won't freak out, right? You're going to breath, right?"
She nods again, looking like a little kid that has just been scolded for eating sweets before dinner. He can feel her soft pout pressed against his palm, and his own blush just gets more intense at the realization. His wife drives him insane, and even if he doesn't admit it to her, her effect over him is quite disturbing sometimes.
The smallest touch is able to set him on fire, and those panties- her Uchiha panties- are certainly making his heart beat faster.
Damn it, he just wants to get over with this date already.
" Hn." He releases her mouth, slowly and carefully, allowing his hand to rest next to his body. His eyes are still on hers, and as she tries to look away in pure embarrassment, Sasuke finds the scene to be quite cute.
But it's not like he will tell her so.
" You see…" She starts, bitting her lower lip, until it turns pale. " This was a gift from Ino. When she heard we got married, she sent it to me. She kinda sent it to all the girls after we got married."
" Okay… Go on."
" I was planning on throwing it away, but I didn't have time to do so… and today I realized I had nothing comfortable to wear while I was getting ready for our date. I was going to change it before you got back, but I completely forgot…"
The guilt in her voice suddenly starts to bother him. His wife seems to be apologizing for something he can't quite understand why, and as she's looking down, fidgeting her fingers and still blushing madly, he can't help but get even more confused.
Why on earth is she so sad?
Is it all because of her panties?
With a lifted eyebrow, Sasuke watches as his wife is trying her best not to faint in front of him. Her hands are balled into fists and resting next to her body, and they're shaking uncontrollably right now. He can see that there's something bothering her, but for the first time ever since they were genin, the male Uchiha can't really read her or any of her signs. She's closed right now, and not being able to see her heart makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He doesn't know what's happening to her. He doesn't know what's making her feel like that, and more importantly, he doesn't know what he has to do in order to help her.
He can't do anything, and that's just utterly annoying.
He knows he has to do something to find out the truth behind her problems, and he will literally force the reason out of her if he has to.
Luckily, Uchiha Sakura realized she could not keep her mouth shut. Not right now.
" Sasuke-kun… I swear I-I'm not disrespecting your clan!"
By the way her eyes are lowered, Sasuke can really point out that her sudden depression is real. She has been embarrassed before, but thanks to her usual overthinking, this is the first time he actually thinks she can start crying any at time. Her voice is shaky, her breathing is heavy and he can feel the unnecessary apology on her speech because of a gift her best friend gave her after she got married. It was not like he even considered that whole thing as an act of disrespect.
It's just a panty, after all. And the fact that his clan's crest is stamped on it doesn't make him feel offended or anything of the kind. It is odd and certainly unexpected, but it's not like he perceives it as a threat.
His family's crest on her butt doesn't make him feel bad at all. If he were to be honest, seeing that view gave him… other kinds of feelings. That manly, possessive side of his starts kicking in, and even if he won't admit it, those intimates are working really well on getting his attention.
Even if he hates to admit it, and even if he considers himself to be a terrible husband right now, the male Uchiha can't help but find the whole scenary amusing, to say the least. Her rosy cheeks blending all the shades of red known around the world, her soft lips pouting childishly and her bubblegum hair falling over her face and hiding her eyes just makes his lips want to twerk up in a smile, but he finds it in himself to control his urges.
His wife is just too beautiful even when she's embarrassed, he thinks.
But despite for the way she looks, Sasuke knows that there are more reasons for him to be happy right now. Behind that whole thing, her love for him and the respect she nourishes for his family are being shaded by her blush, and that's certainly something that makes his heart beat faster in pure excitement. Her feelings are spread all over her face, and for that- all of that- he has to be thankful.
Standing in front of him is the pink haired girl he once met during the spring of his youth, and even if she's still that same, annoying brat, he knows he doesn't deserve someone as her in his corrupted life. Not only she was able to forgive him, but she also forgave his entire clan for everything, and he knows that she doesn't hold any kind of grudge against her decisions in her pure heart.
Sakura has truly embraced the role their love for each other has bestowed upon her, and more than many of his dead relatives, the pinkette is proud of the Uchiha clan. She's proud of belonging to the clan that means so much to the man she loves, and for that, he's thankful for her.
He's thankful for having her as a part of his family, and for seeing her wearing his crest so proudly.
Being it on the back of her clothes or on her round, soft butt, Uchiha Sakura honors the name she stole from him. And if he were to be honest with himself, he has never seen anyone wearing that fan better than she does.
Too bad she's too busy blushing not to see it.
Perhaps, he will have to be the one to show her the truth.
" Sakura…" Her name rolls out of his tongue, as an amused smirk is playing on his lips. She lifts her head to look at him, and he can see the surprise in her widened eyes when she finds him with a calm expression instead of a deadly glare. Sakura doesn't know what to say, therefore, her husband continues before she can figure anything out. " You're annoying."
" Sasuke-kun, you-"
" Did you seriously think I was going to be mad because of that?"
"… Aren't you?"
" Hn, believe me… The Uchiha crest has been attached to more embarrassing things than your butt."
" N-No! It hasn't!" He can see her eyes burning in a shy green, as she's now returning to herself. Just like he expected her to. " The crest of your family is… It's beautiful and it makes me nervous to carry it around, to be honest."
" Nervous? Tch, honestly, you're overreacting again. It's no big deal."
" Yes, it is! It's the Uchiha clan! Your clan and-"
" Our clan."
" Uh?"
" Hn." He smiles shyly, placing his hand on his hip. He closes his eyes for an instance, as he finally starts to walk away, offering her the vision of his back before he stops one more time before reaching their room. " It's our clan. You belong to it now, and that gives you the right to wear the fan wherever you like. Even on your butt."
" Sasuke-kun…" She's blushing lighter now, as a warm smiles plays on her lips. His words, apparently, worked perfectly to bring her back to normal, and make her understand that just because there was no Uchiha blood running through her veins, it doesn't mean she is any less important than him when it comes to the Uchiha clan.
Just like him, she is an Uchiha.
She is Uchiha Sakura.
And right now, she's late for her date.
But it doesn't mean she doesn't have enough time to thank him for his words.
It's already too late when his ears capture the fast sound of her feet against the wooden floor. Before Sasuke can turn to face her, her arms are already wrapped around his torso, as her pink head is comfortably resting on his back. He feels her warm body pressed against his, and he realizes she's not wearing a bra right now thanks to how close and soft the covered skin of her breasts feel. Her scent is intoxicating, her heartbeat is driving him insane, and the thought of those Uchiha panties so close to him are certainly not helping him stay calm at all.
Oh, she's definitely his wife.
" Oi! Shouldn't you be gettiing-"
" Thank you, Sasuke-kun!" Her lips are smiling against his shirt, and as her words slowly sink in, the male Uchiha finally turns to face her. He places a hand over her pink head, and their eyes connect, as if to initiate another one of their intimate talks.
They're definitely a married couple.
" Hn." He pokes her forehead, sending her away some inches and earning a new, lovely blush from her. Their faces are closer now, and she can feel his hot breath tickling her lips. " You're still annoying, Sakura."
" And you're still going on a date with me."
As a smirk takes over her lips, her husband understand her real intentions, and without hesitating, he leans down to place a chaste kiss on her lips. He can feel her smile against his skin, and her hair is tickling his cheek. Her hands are still wrapped around him, and after fighting so hard against his instincts, Uchiha Sasuke realizes he can't hold back anymore.
Not with those panties on his mind.
" Sakura…" He breaks the kiss, still holding her in place as his lips approach her ear-shell. " Take them off."
" Don't worry… I will before I put my dress and-"
" No. Do it now."
"… Oh. OH!" Realization strikes her, and after pushing him away, the pink haired Uchiha sends her husband a deadly glare. She's aware of his intentions, and there's just no way she will agree to that. Not right now. " No no no no! You're not ruining our date Uchiha Sasuke! You are not- AH!"
" Hn." He smirks, totally ignoring her words as he picks her up and throws her over his shoulder. She's struggling and chuckling as he moves towards their room, his hand resting on top of the Uchiha crest located on her butt. Apparently, they're going to be late for their plans, and neither of them seem to care about it right now.
Oh, that husband of hers.
And that was why going on dates with him never truly worked.